Lover of all
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face the Apocolypse
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you fade away under the black rain
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and flowers remain
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flowers to step on
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flowers to burn
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Am I ready for the god below
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red flesh to penetrate my skin
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to steel my soul away
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to the grave I seek
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until I'm feeling weak
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But there's fire
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in my heart, in my eyes
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in his body, in his eyes
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and in his lovely kingdom
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In His Lovely Kingdom
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| Dark Throne (Darkthrone) |
