I bring you life, I bring you death.
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Moments of happyness, years of awful tortures.
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You are a devote slave, chained.
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Pain is a true feeling, it is the answer of mistakes you made.
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You worship him, you cry.
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Never he will come back to you.
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Lost creature, dust in the wind.
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Listen to the voice of the deadlyabyss.
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Your thoughts circle around and your views are full of fear.
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It is the taste of your own blood.
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Wet is it, wet and warm.
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I bring you life, I bring you death.
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Moments of happyness, years of awful tortures.
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You are devote slave, chained.
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Worshipper Of A Weak Lord
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Atanatos |