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Mighty ones
We burn your worst fears through our eyes of death,
We collapse dreams,
Have dominating power,
We summon lightning storms under our silent breath.
We burn the weak and rise the strong,
We're shining the mighty ones power into lost souls.
Making bodies of water nice and dark red.
Cause your lords way is wrong.
Sun rises full of terrifying horrors,
Scary stories of undead,
Death is our living glory,
Our disease is already in your pours.
We're aking satanic rituals into society's eyes,
Rewriting the holy book of lies,
We're reating a new path for man kind,
Where only death you can find.
We collapse dreams,
Have dominating power,
We summon lightning storms under our silent breath.
We burn the weak and rise the strong,
We're shining the mighty ones power into lost souls.
Making bodies of water nice and dark red.
Cause your lords way is wrong.
Sun rises full of terrifying horrors,
Scary stories of undead,
Death is our living glory,
Our disease is already in your pours.
We're aking satanic rituals into society's eyes,
Rewriting the holy book of lies,
We're reating a new path for man kind,
Where only death you can find.
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