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| 1. |
| 3:26 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:13 | 
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Pray for me not you weakest of men
In the name of blindness you're blessed Sense corriding guilt you once planted in me To control my will, force me on knees Pure in my heart, strong in my mind Forced submission failed and i'm now destroying by will Now, destroying by will That crawling vermin Our primal true, old enemy Our thoughts are burning And hatred hides in a mortal shell All years you abhorrent life form Spreading your blight Been depraving our way But the pain has strengthened our mind And the purified eyes Have brought us to see Preach for me not you cradle of pain From the hate you rouse I burn in my veins All you begat will be amassed And some day your order shall be destroyed Destroyed by the will Gone, destroyed by the will |
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| 3. |
| 3:23 |
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| 4. |
| 3:42 |
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[lyrics by Ville Viljanen and Jori Haukio]
Dark father redreamer of sins help me bleed till I die Hide me from this rising daylight And pless my nightly life Touch the flames of this desire And see the wind arise The everlasting love has ended As a shade of myself Will you come to me Will you cry for me Will you bleed for me Will you join to me Just follow me and forever be Life in black King reaper the giver of hope Let me pass you one more time I am the shadow in silence I travel with the night I used to have it all Now I have nothing I don't want their help I need them anyway Will you come to me Will you cry for me Will you bleed for me Will you join to me Just follow me and forever be Life in black |
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| 5. |
| 3:48 |
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You smothered my beliefs to the point
of nearly killing me When you gave me a name to carry with shame Show me mother, I've reached the point where I'm supposed to say Teach me again father, yet for some reason I am still waiting! Cast away now. Cut the moorings I've lived through the resurrection and can somehow say I'm on my way now, any day now Urged by my Katharsis In my world there's no bitterness I'm touched in more than one way, so natural, so beautiful!!! In my past world it was you who... You who triggered me... We need a burst of chaos to become clean and purified Neurotic cleansing disorder cease to be Venting emotions, my demons are alive Spiritual renewal, come come Katharsis |
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| 6. |
| 4:51 |
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| 7. |
| 2:31 |
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| 8. |
| 3:25 |
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| 9. |
| 4:51 |
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| 10. |
| 5:33 |
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Not all of us choose to believe
Some of us choose to live Not all of us follow so blindly And accept all that we hear Maybe you're not so smart To look outside yourself Maybe you've chosen unwisely In the God you've made your own I'll be my own leader I'll be my own saviour I'll be the strength that carries I'll be the light that guides...me I will make you see Your devotion is in vain I'll be the one left standing When all of you are kneeling And smiling, so content I'll wipe the smiles off your faces Don't you dare pity me I've made my choice and I'll prove you wrong My voice will thunder through the heavens And my flames of hatred burn I believe in me and only me And I bow to no sovereign |
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| 11. |
| 4:57 |
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> God is dead.
I'm through seeking answers. I've had it up to my neck. All my life been stabbed. in the mother fucking back. Misled by Belial, way up above. I spit on the ruins of what my life became. God is dead. Nice daily rituals, blood on your hands, killing time. A dope friend son whose mother does nothing but snorting white shit up her plastic nose. Sell the house, kill the kids. Tell Satan I'm on my way home. I?ll keep on killing in the name of liberty. I?ll keep on killing in the name of liberty, through the Promised Land. Never coming back. Your God is dead. I'm through seeking answers. I've had it up to my neck. All my life been stabbed in the mother fucking back. Misled by Belial, way up above. I spit on the ruins of what my life became. Walk into the tomb where purgatory awaits. Sodomy, this lord I penetrate. We?re all chasing dragons is the name of God. Six, six, six. / God is dead. God is dead. No more the scapegoat, evil is transformed. I rape the sluts and kill the pigs. Show the masses what I'm worth. I beg for pain, evil done. God is dead. God is dead. God is dead. |
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| 12. |
| 2:38 |
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| 13. |
| 4:09 |
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| 14. |
| 3:14 |
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| 15. |
| 3:26 |
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| 16. |
| 4:20 |
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| 17. |
| 4:12 |
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| 18. |
| 5:02 |
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