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suffer in the slaughter hypocritical cross
broken forget the fall in the high heaven of wounds absurdzie
Iron face the reality of losing
be expected as the destination of insanity failed to lying people like destiny
no one dies between your hands and the end
purification remember the clouds of fear like a tear lost flame
pressing it as a crime is nothing blasphemous people suffering
leave the dismal sun
your redemption...
Grim angel
your dream a lie about the burning desire
Our blood has a dark after
helpless before the fight with you
you are
blaspheme in cleaning up industrial shows ubiquitous world
and yet still tempting as a painful void ruddy a lie?
spell out revenge burning in silence
In addition, the expected slow on the last night the reality of the red
Resignation fatal raven admires her mother as the wind
to slaughter strangers...