Why should we serve that which betrays
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Leeches, they steal of our lives
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Why should we lower ourselves to the beasts
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Submissive they are to be made
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We need not to be held in their chains
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Illusions but they can still hold
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We rise within the strength
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The One Who lays them to waste
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Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land
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So perfect It's Way unopposed
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Punisher of the treacherous ones
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U-Mu La Mah-Ri
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This Force no bolt withstands
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For It's now the Merciless One
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Un-quenchable rage in holds
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Only sated when the last falls
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Their deeds of treason
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Unsees by the ones enchained
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Ignorance which shielded the crimes
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All seen by the All Knowing One
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You'll perish within the Hands
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Of the Storm that means your end
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These things you call your gods
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These things, they save you not
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Oh now you live the torment
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Bound in the chains that enslaved us
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Now you feel the suffering
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That you bestowed upon your being
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Live the pain of the Gnashing Teeth that's
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Grinding your bones enslaver
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By what right did you bind us
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Now you'll reap the suffering
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Oh there's no mercy for you've
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Broken the Sacred Laws you've
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Taken the dreams of many
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Lives you have bound and punished
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For your crimes no repentance
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Can turn back the Wrath
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Which you've called on yourselves
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By your deeds
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No new life can arise
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From a land once denounced
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By my Lord
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For unrivaled He stands
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For no man may rise up
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To enslave any other
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Made free by Design of our God
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That of Might shall
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Define what is right
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For unmatched is the Power
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Of Chthhulhu Most High
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Praising the Weapon that Cleanses our land
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So perfect It's Way unopposed
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These things you praise as gods
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These things, dispirited things
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U-Mu La Mah-Ri
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| Morbid Angel |
