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Seasons of Suffering (II)
May your blood water my fields of hate in order to harvest your insanity
May you be consumed and digested the boundless depths of void you've inflicted on to me
May every atom that carries out your existence wither profusely into the air I breathe
May every seed you plant become infested beyond recognition
Now, (may) the seasons of suffering bestow themselves onto you
May you be consumed and digested the boundless depths of void you've inflicted on to me
May every atom that carries out your existence wither profusely into the air I breathe
May every seed you plant become infested beyond recognition
Now, (may) the seasons of suffering bestow themselves onto you
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