Born from the blind, delusional mind
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Bite the hand that feeds the lie
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The garden is severed, burned is the truth
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Open your eyes...`Cause God hates you
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The serpents have the power coiled in illusion
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A poisonous gift of beautiful sin
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Paint the whore with the ashes of Eden
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It's time to face the end of the world
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We have flown to close to the sun
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But in space even angels can get burned
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"As death rains down upon them...Cleansing
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the streets in a cloudburst of blood, black
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leather smoke coils up my nostrils tingeling
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with death's surprise. It leaks out through
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the cracks in the cold asphalt sidewalks of
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the city of sin.
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...Feast upon the images of molten massacre,
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as the machineries of death grind relentlessly on."
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We have flown to close to the sun
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But in space even angels can get burned
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Lunacy breeds in silent fire
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No hope for mankind as the world expire
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Prophecies of Fire
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| The Kovenant |
