| «The man and the beast
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| The blood and the feast
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| My number, my name
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| You know it’s all the same
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| My everlasting fix
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| Six hundred and sixty six"
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| Freely taken, malformed and twisted from the Revelations, Chapter 20
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| «Repressed for a thousand years, now I’m free
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| The number of my followers is as the sand of the sea
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| Deceive the nations, four corners, the earth
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| You will witness my rebirth
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| Gog and Magog, I call thee, join me in this war
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| Delete christianity and all that is of the whore"
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| Couldn’t be further from the truce
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| Annihilation!
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| Blasphemy, behold our version of truth
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| Purity!
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| I’ll die the sweetest death tonight
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| Your hands upon me now
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| My eyes call out to end it, dear
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| I’ll die the sweetest death tonight
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| Your hands upon me now
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| My eyes call out
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| The end is near
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| Your hands will hold on
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| Can’t seem to resist a sweet death
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| My blood… The innocence is gone
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| I’ll die the sweetest death
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| Tear down the walls of heaven
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| With powers mightier than God
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| We couldn’t be further from the truce
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| In our path of devastation
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| Your humble servants bide their death
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| We should never have been cast out
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| From the carnage in your heaven
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| There’s no stopping the slaughter to come
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| We’ll return stronger than ever
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| If you give you shall recieve
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| When we make him bleed you will believe
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| No God will save you now, whores
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| Like he never saved you before
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| Winged hordes of holiness
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| Fly like you’ve never flown before
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| Because we couldn’t be further from your truce
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| Welcome eternal war
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| I’ll die the sweetest death tonight
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| Your hands upon me now
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| My eyes call out to end it, dear
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| I’ll die the sweetest death tonight
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| Your hands upon me now
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| My eyes call out
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| The end is near
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| «The man and the beast
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| The blood and the feast
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| My number, my name
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| You know it’s all the same
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| My everlasting fix
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| Six hundred and sixty six"
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| As I fall
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| On my knees I’ll die
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| You are the one, you said…
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| You lied
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| You are the one, You are the chosen one
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| You are the one, You are the one
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| You lied…
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| You are the one, You are the chosen one
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| You are the one, You are the one
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| You lied…
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| You’re the one… You are the one
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| You’re the one… You are the one
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| Smell the hatred, taste the scorn
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| Annihilation of the unborn
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| Smell the hatred, taste the scorn
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| Annihilation of the unborn
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| Putting faith in your God is not of any use
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| We couldn’t be further from the truce
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| Putting faith in your God is not of any use
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| We couldn’t be further from the truce |