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In the days of Armageddon, starved souls, greedy bodies |
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Ready to punish, ready to kill |
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Sword by sword they stand |
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Strike on strike, faith is dead, Gog and Magog on |
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Nergal's left hand... |
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See, the rust gnaws on Michael's mystic sword |
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Frozen's the lightning in Jehovas hand |
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Angels it rains from the sky |
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Extinct planets, pale meteors |
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Captive of sins, slayed by the word |
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Born in fire, a plundering horde |
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Picked angels fall into emptyness |
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Inverted crosses, damned saints |
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A dead priest can't celebrate a mass |
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Ravaged cities, slayed in the night |
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Black holes, Belial's hour |
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The Antichrist, born by church's power |
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Havoc in heaven, hell reigns on earth |
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The sperm of Sodom, born again |
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So hail Balaam, we will serve |
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Souls are thirsty to receive your command |
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Vows of damnation poison the air |
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Life in pain, 'til the end... |
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The unholy trinity h olds the dominion in the |
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Flickering lightning of a black eye... |
