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He would kill the whitedraped men He would kill all holy men He would kill the powers in control to waste these jokers in this pathetic game
He would choke the sleaze pig He would shepherd the sheep off the cliff He would crush all organs of speech to start the process of renewal
He would avenge the dead He would crave divine protection He would sing the songs of darkness to call upon it to manifest
He would > himself in the tundra frost He would rape it's virtue He would disable it's ways of hurting him to give him that advantage
This would be the way of the misanthrope in order to create you must destroy
We would greet the nuclear morning mist We would smile at all life dying We would cherish each and every moment and celebrate the return of Sin
We would bow to the planet's Iconoclast we would march under the flag of Dominion and Hate we would burn all conspirators and their works with'em
We would reveal the only truth we would make them really sorry we would show them Sovereignty in true fashion and then be a reflection of their loss
We would soak up the last joys of our lifes we would hail that grotesque destiny we would walk on to the last glory and hope for blessing to come
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