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Hohtimet!

Olen kahvaamassa korollaa katolleen. Pitäkää napu pystyssä.

Back to those days when all was black
In mud strolling and nothing was lack
You rose from the pit of sin
That's when the secular hell began

Horns pointing up you wander
Angry and pissed, throwing thunders
Through the river of flames
Through the rising darkness
Smiling...
Thinking of a new harvest

As head falls to the ground
The sound... tells corpses abound
Breath taking moment for me too
Is to look at the devil who says... wooooo

Thinking, I'll show you the distance
To your sweet home, where you came
I ain't sacred, I'm just pissed
Of the sound... when the heads fall abound

I don't have to dig you a grave
You left it open, to get back home
You really should start moving
Cause in upstairs...
Youre nothing but a bedtime story


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