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PreacherSo shrill the tongue that speaks with the voice of GodHeed these commandments you that stand in my flock We seek release, life is so sick but we could Bring order, bring balance, wash away these sinners in blood My Lord, it's a pleasure to see you I got a reward for your faith Take the forbidden fruits Lay your kin to waste So clean the knife that tears at the womb of the holy whore Taste the divinity of this Pagan lore Impure you scream and beg for death and you should You know my name, you know me, you know that I preach in blood God damn - I am A truly Holy Man I take - you give Your last breath that I can live |