| A curse of kindness has fallen upon us
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| Spells of goodness wasting our youth
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| Sleep will redeem us, (Our) eyelids are swords
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| Thoughts are obscene, dreaming is cure
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| Watch me now as I cut out your Throat!
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| Yes Priest, my eyes are fiery cold.
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| As my soul is sold, black is your own
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| Devil accept my offer of coal!
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| Against your curse, against all goodness
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| WE DREAM
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| Against the flow, against your spells
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| WE DREAM
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| Bleed for me you virginal Whore!
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| We’ll dye you in Blood and praise our Lord
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| Your limbs are Pentagram, your entrails our cross
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| Devil, taste! |
| This offering of gold!
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| Little boy, do not hold back
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| Sweetly you scream. |
| Yes slaughter’s such fun!
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| Sing his name as you fade away
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| My MASS is almost Complete, I’m gone!
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| Against your curse, against all goodness
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| WE DREAM
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| Against the flow, against your spells
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| WE DREAM
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| Love of my Life, I creep into you
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| Love of my life, I’ll miss you too
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| Μη με ξυπνας, θέλω να νιώσω αισχρός
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| Τη γοητεία ενός σκοτωμού
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| Τα φλέβαρά μου οι πύλες, όπου οι άνθρωποι ειν'εξόριστοι
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| Το σημείο του μη γυρισμού
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| (Do not wake me up, I want to dream the obscene
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| The elusive thrill of a kill
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| My eyelids are gates where men are exiled
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| The point of no return)
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| Sing his name as you fade away
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| My MASS is almost Complete, I’m gone!
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| Little boy, do not hold back
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| Sweetly you scream. |
| Yes slaughter’s such fun! |