Read the Hatred deep wiothin my eyes and bow to me,
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Pain is my reward I become majesty,
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He turned water into wine, I yurn wine into flesh,
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He animates the dead I make the scream out their rage,
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Blood sipped into soil of this earth and made me breathe,
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In the coldness of a land without light I await his death,
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Virgins speak my words craving for my coldest touch,
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In frenzy they adore serpent's skin bowing their heads,
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The strangled, the burnt, the tortured let him hear your spells of death,
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The killed, the raped, the stabbed rise and scream out your hatred,
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He turned water into wine, I yurn wine into flesh,
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He animates the dead I make the scream out their rage,
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Scream out their rage!
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Scream out their rage!
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Spirit Of Gospa
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