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As the beings spawned |
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dulcet offspring's, the fruit |
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heavens children saw them in the dawn |
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their lust enraged their blood |
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The leader knew of the guilt |
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plenty to share, they swore an oath |
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on maledictions it was build |
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they descended from heaven in innocent cloth |
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The prophecy I had to see |
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I am the Metatron |
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the fall I had to testify |
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my inner me passed by |
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so I had to comply |
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I became the Metatron |
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Winged assailants took their brides |
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debased their sacred epiphany |
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brought them on a magic tide |
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morale screams in agony |
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The brood giants of morbid form |
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the nephilim walked the fields |
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their hunger bended the norm |
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they gorged their mothers, |
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the fate was sealed |
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The prophecy I had to see... |
