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The fear, my weapon.
A great weapon to hunt you down.
The hatred, my power.
A fierce power to keep my crown.

Pray, to all the god you know,
to all the forgotten sages.
Pray, pray just once more.
No one will listen.

Don´t you worry, the truth remains.

Look into my eyes.
I´ll find you no matter what.
There is nowhere to hide in this burning hell.
So just prepare yourself, I will tear you down.
Welcome to the world of hatred,
where dreams are broken and dead.

Arise, you´ll feel this hell.
Your nightmare,
Your everyday life.
Bloodstained hands can never be cleaned.

Do you even know what is the most important
thing for you?
What you need is a right decision,
not forcing you just think harder.

A hostile.
A punisher.
A proxy.

Hopes fall to the ground.
Despair, you´re everywhere.

You will pray for nights and
days for a death to come.

Pray.


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Black Forest
VASSLINE

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