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Blood slowly fills the sky<br />As the angels start to burn<br />Heavens awakening shackled still to his hand<br /><br />Rip at the womb to flush out the child<br />Of the unfaithful whore<br />Laying in waste for a derelict world<br />Legs spread wide for the times<br /><br />Raping the wounds for unholy release<br />To impregnate our seed<br />I can feel you twitching inside<br />Our king shall be born<br /><br />Warm winds carry me over forgotten spires<br />Through the shrines of pestilence<br />To the ones prepared for war<br /><br />Our king<br /><br />Now we watch the birth of silent red rage<br />Slowly we fall to our knees<br />He walks past and speaks to me<br />Rise now and sentence the son<br /><br />Then kill the Christian clowns<br />Reclaim now<br />Our world suffocated by the wings of light<br />The angels are rising can you smell the stench of fear<br /><br />We have waited so long<br />From the edges of time<br />A disease in his mind<br /><br />All will burn
Letra nueva de la canción
Blood slowly fills the sky<br />As the angels start to burn<br />Heavens awakening shackled still to his hand<br /><br />Rip at the womb to flush out the child<br />Of the unfaithful whore<br />Laying in waste for a derelict world<br />Legs spread wide for the times<br /><br />Raping the wounds for unholy release<br />To impregnate our seed<br />I can feel you twitching inside<br />Our king shall be born<br /><br />Warm winds carry me over forgotten spires<br />Through the shrines of pestilence<br />To the ones prepared for war<br /><br />Our king<br /><br />Now we watch the birth of silent red rage<br />Slowly we fall to our knees<br />He walks past and speaks to me<br />Rise now and sentence the son<br /><br />Then kill the Christian clowns<br />Reclaim now<br />Our world suffocated by the wings of light<br />The angels are rising can you smell the stench of fear<br /><br />We have waited so long<br />From the edges of time<br />A disease in his mind<br /><br />All will burn
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