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Suppuration Of My Soulóramps of pain in my soulAre gripping the thoughts IElthing trange horror Gloomy look of my eyes Is full of pure told blood I'm becoming a nasty beast My lok destroys All that lives I'm condemned to eternal damnation Inside my body shell Is only a buried ash of memories I'm just aldead body The head of slimy pus AEthing without a soul The body s getting weak All the evil deeds are put down In the wrinkles on my fate I'm becoming alnasty beast MÕ lok destroys All that lives I'm condemned to eternal damnation With my anger The worst from of the gloomy death Will reath them The cold casket in the deep grave Will become their new home |