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Coven of DeathDrooling, like a lobotomized dog / Crawling, kill yourself for crumbsI remember a time when fiction was fact. / The world you offer ain´t nothing but crap. Tie the chains. Turn the clockworks back. Blood, coming in streams, ecstasy reached. / In the coven of death You, living chains, illusion is real. / In the coven of death. Die, experience pain, a nazarene slay. / In the coven of death. Look, fiction is fact, living a lie. / In the coven of death. You will enter death's domain. / I, protect and serve a life of pain. Blood, coming in streams, ecstasy reached. / In the coven of death You, living chains, illusion is real. / In the coven of death. Die, experience pain, a nazarene slay. / In the coven of death. Look, fiction is fact, living a lie. / In the coven of death. I remember a time when fiction was fact. / The world you offer ain´t nothing but crap. Tie the chains. Turn the clockworks back. Blood, coming in streams, ecstasy reached. / In the coven of death You, living chains, illusion is real. / In the coven of death. Die, experience pain, a nazarene slay. / In the coven of death. Look, fiction is fact, living a lie. / In the coven of death. |