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End Of ChristWalk the path to my wrathDetermined to desolate Show your fears, crawling inside This is the end of Christ Mockery, Jesus Christ, not for me Soon to be, burnt in hell, you will see Rival nailed, to the cross No more words, coming out There will be no resurrection Dead at last, on his way To the flames, to the darkness To the place, of endless pain Blasphemy, the son of man, we don’t need Killing him, to satisy, my bloody feast Just like one of the others He screamed, begged for his life I won’t spare a soul so obscene Just why would that be |