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Death Bringer

Minds broken by a plague
Transmit by rotten thoughts
Grown deeply in souls
And bodies of prophets

The world has aged.
Overgrown by the black smoke
Burning on crosses
Pieces of the bad flesh
Crestfallen by chosen ones
Worshiping hideous gods
Abusing the lying down
In a soil of a dead moon

By gospel of hate and the betrayal
Make golden temples of vanity
Licking sins the anger burning inside me
A bitter curse crushes shreds of truth

False prophets sacrifice
The truth about the days
Of the primeval holiness
I will not let
To my entrails
Their triumphal hymns
Old age will hunt me down
And the death will heal me

Sadden by the sight of the bloody hate
I'm looking at faces of sick confessors
In skies fire burning forages
In the clay history turns to ashes

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