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I bleed as a wound ripped in my flesh<br />Slash destiny into each arm...<br />With blood, with fire<br />Dead blood flows from my veins<br />(My blood feeds the firestorm)<br />And withstands the spreading blaze<br /><br />Before the harvest of souls<br />Death whets his gleaming scythe<br />The sound of stone on steel<br />And sparks as lightning across the sky<br />Fear not you righteous ones<br />Though Death is always the winner<br />He is also easily appeased...<br />Never fear the night<br />Never fear the darkness<br /><br />My breath scorches like desert winds<br />Far above the reek and stench<br />Time will come to pay - hell won't be enough<br />Desire feeds the leaping flames<br /><br />Firestorm - smoke rises to the sky<br />Entrenched bodies - frozen, charred stumps<br />Screaming in silence as echoes fade<br />The light of peace glows dying red<br /><br />The civilized veneer is drawn like a curtain<br />Drawn for the next act of blasphemy<br />And falls when the course is crimson drenched
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I bleed as a wound ripped in my flesh<br />Slash destiny into each arm...<br />With blood, with fire<br />Dead blood flows from my veins<br />(My blood feeds the firestorm)<br />And withstands the spreading blaze<br /><br />Before the harvest of souls<br />Death whets his gleaming scythe<br />The sound of stone on steel<br />And sparks as lightning across the sky<br />Fear not you righteous ones<br />Though Death is always the winner<br />He is also easily appeased...<br />Never fear the night<br />Never fear the darkness<br /><br />My breath scorches like desert winds<br />Far above the reek and stench<br />Time will come to pay - hell won't be enough<br />Desire feeds the leaping flames<br /><br />Firestorm - smoke rises to the sky<br />Entrenched bodies - frozen, charred stumps<br />Screaming in silence as echoes fade<br />The light of peace glows dying red<br /><br />The civilized veneer is drawn like a curtain<br />Drawn for the next act of blasphemy<br />And falls when the course is crimson drenched
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