Welcome the serpent tongues, those wanton fools
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Unfurling their sickness via immoral tools
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Infest, infect, invade our privacy
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VIOLATE - the abscess ready to burst
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They throng in crowd to purge
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Until blood begins to surge
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Wolves among wolves
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Bow down on leeches, kneel before the kings
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Sons of perdition claim their pestilent wings
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Confined in corruption, unified we stand
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BLOODBATH - ashes of our kingdom drown in sand
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We throng in crowd to purge
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And the blood remains to surge
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We are an obsolete creation - evolve or retreat
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Welcome to the hell of your very own - (on demand) we're wolves among
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Wolves
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"So that is what hell is.
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I would never have believed it.
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You remember: the fire and brimstone, the torture.
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Ah! the farce. There is no need for torture: hell is other people."
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["No Exit" by Jean-Paul Sartre]
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You betray the ones who stand right next to you
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And slit the throats (that are) devouring all your truths
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And when the judgement day is close at hand
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ANNIHILATE - your throne is on the list of demand
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We throng in crowd to purge
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As the lies won't cease to merge
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We are an obsolete creation - evolve or retreat
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Welcome to the hell of your very own - (on demand) we're wolves among
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Wolves
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Wolves Among Wolves
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Abysmalia |