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Glowing eyes, staring eyes<br />Manifest of evil presence<br />With entities swept in disease and decay<br />A fall from paradise beyond redemption<br />Wratchilds after bowl<br /><br />He who speaks of nightly treasures<br />He who wraps the serpent around my neck<br />He who pours poisonous wine in my chalice<br />He who lets me serve and slip away<br /><br />...And so i will take shelter<br />In the absence of the light<br />Hiding like a masked miniature in the dark<br />A revenant without relief it seems<br />For the art of becoming a progeny<br />And to be raised in such curse<br />Infesting the dead in hordes<br /><br />His grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscure<br />He who immerse my hands in sullen thrills<br />His pat on wich domination linger<br />He who dares to prove the sanity of mine<br /><br />He who speaks of nightly treasures<br />He who lets me serve and slip away<br /><br />Black uneartly void creatures crawling<br />Forbidden forgotten fairly underrated<br />Bastards in the shape of angels holding my hands<br />Passing me what is left of the wine
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Glowing eyes, staring eyes<br />Manifest of evil presence<br />With entities swept in disease and decay<br />A fall from paradise beyond redemption<br />Wratchilds after bowl<br /><br />He who speaks of nightly treasures<br />He who wraps the serpent around my neck<br />He who pours poisonous wine in my chalice<br />He who lets me serve and slip away<br /><br />...And so i will take shelter<br />In the absence of the light<br />Hiding like a masked miniature in the dark<br />A revenant without relief it seems<br />For the art of becoming a progeny<br />And to be raised in such curse<br />Infesting the dead in hordes<br /><br />His grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscure<br />He who immerse my hands in sullen thrills<br />His pat on wich domination linger<br />He who dares to prove the sanity of mine<br /><br />He who speaks of nightly treasures<br />He who lets me serve and slip away<br /><br />Black uneartly void creatures crawling<br />Forbidden forgotten fairly underrated<br />Bastards in the shape of angels holding my hands<br />Passing me what is left of the wine
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