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Arisen from the bowels of hell
By greed of mortal men
This demon seeks to punish them
For all their worldly sins
Before it feeds, it starts to howl
Their false god cannot save them now
He's laughing as they pray and plead
They clutch their crosses as they bleed
This hound of hell has been unleashed
To feast upon the blood of priests
Hoarding up the people's gold
While giving false hope to the old
The foolish priests, they cannot hide
Behind their foolish lies
The wicked men behind the cloth
Will soon face their demise
Drawn to them by the stench of fear
He hones in on his prize
Those children, they can't un-molest
Or take back all their lies
And to the depths he will return
With souls of wicked men
Beelzebub will punish them
For all their worldly sins
By greed of mortal men
This demon seeks to punish them
For all their worldly sins
Before it feeds, it starts to howl
Their false god cannot save them now
He's laughing as they pray and plead
They clutch their crosses as they bleed
This hound of hell has been unleashed
To feast upon the blood of priests
Hoarding up the people's gold
While giving false hope to the old
The foolish priests, they cannot hide
Behind their foolish lies
The wicked men behind the cloth
Will soon face their demise
Drawn to them by the stench of fear
He hones in on his prize
Those children, they can't un-molest
Or take back all their lies
And to the depths he will return
With souls of wicked men
Beelzebub will punish them
For all their worldly sins
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