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Dethrone Enslaver
DENY THE LIE IN THE SKY
WHEN I DIE I WILL RIP OUT THE EYES OF YOUR GOD
My spirit is greater than his
I will crush him
I will end the aeon of the herd
Die, Enslaver
Die, Jehovah
You whore of fear
Spiritual Corporation
I mock you now
Weak in the land of the weak
But I rise
- in the night of the land
dark spirits rise like plague -
In your anus my penis curses
Spitting poison hate
Into your soul of vulnerability
God, I pull your ears to the ground
I tell you time has won
Because you could not hold
Chaos
The master
This world ages
Your sad People
Alone in oblivion
Fearless lonely
Lotus needing
Unfed
Darkness rises in fantasy
Soon death grips the earth
The white of angels
Polluted by glowing stain
Crimson gleam of life
Turning dark and dry
Cracking, lost in the wind
Of battle
The white of god's light
Beacon of the righteous
Clouds with the smoke
Of his cities burning
We will rise
In the anger of formation
Primordial vengeance
Upon all evolution
Our sins are ripe
Eyes furious in hate
The throne tumbles
We are one.
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