Sparks fly and fire licks my wings
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Tied to this wood--I was born for burning
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I rebelled against the flock
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Declined to submit to slavery
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As a token from my legions of the chosen few
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I reveal the secrets to the world's most famous forgery
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As flames devour my skin
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Flesh melting--peeling off
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My days as a northbound entity
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Are outnumbered and have come to an end
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I will never be laid to rest
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But be free from oppression
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Those of my kin--the black flame
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Those of my sin--hail my name
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Those of us that have been given eyes to see
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Will never be laid to rest but be free
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From oppression
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In this hour I finally separate
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Carnal knowledge from divine will
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In this hour I finally separate
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Myself from your tyranny
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Still our enemies will keep hiding
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In the shadows with betrayal against reason
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But with my reprisal I shall endure
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And uncover the magnitude of this treason
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I will arise from perdition
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And let my presence known
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I will author a new era
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And have my Beast shown
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My stigma is of damnation
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I am from beyond your God
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The Foreshadowing Furnace
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| Dimmu Borgir |
