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To Die A Thousand TimesYou are the weakWe are the strong I steal the contentment from your heart I drive the fools before me Burn their lives to the ground Through the blood And the death I see Casting the trustless to the wolves Innocence a distant memory Shape the future by my hand By my hand For the cause that is all there is Worth more than humble lives Betrayal the very deepest wound Is to die a thousand times Slaughter, bloodshed, carnage I embrace through this I achieve Renouncement, persecution, lay to waste They must believe |