| I’m dreaming of the lights coming from behind
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| Cloud is getting clearer, closer all the time
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| Darker, taller, bigger, all blackness under wing
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| Reaping holy profits from the fear of absolutely nothing
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| Bloodbath, no one here shall miss
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| The stench of your abyss
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| Bloodbath, the blood is never yours
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| Whores, your followers
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| Bloodbath, no one here shall miss
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| The stench of your abyss
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| Bloodbath, the blood is never yours
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| Whores, your followers
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| I hear the people coming, I hear them down the hall, hell
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| They’re banging at my door, but what they got to sell
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| Everything moves slowly, I feel trapped and powerless
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| My body weighs a thousand pounds and I cannot confess
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| Bloodbath, no one here will miss
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| The stench of your abyss
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| Bloodbath, the blood is never yours
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| Whores, your followers
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| Bloodbath, no one here shall miss
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| The stench of your abyss
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| Bloodbath, the blood is never yours
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| Whores, your followers
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| You’re all whores, whores, whores
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| The door is crashing open, it’s ripping from the wall
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| No matter what I do, I seem to do nothing at all
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| The lights are getting brighter and they won’t go away
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| The voice is getting louder and there’s no need to pray
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| I think the world is stumbling, I think I feel it shake
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| There’s something in the room but there’s nothing left to break
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| The blackness getting bigger than the serpent’s universe
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| Ruthless angels lie and steal and spread the Catholic curse
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| Bloodbath spread the Catholic curse
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| (Bloodbath) |