I could drag you through my chambers
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and strip you naked in darkness
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I could pull out your fingernails one by one
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and rape you till you find no hope
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I could rip your guts out
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and let you watch me
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sacrifice your unborn child
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I could leave you to starve
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and even bring you to total silence
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...but I wont.
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For I find no pleasure in your physical pain
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I want your christian soul to crumble
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Your fucking soul
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When I have seen your church go up in flames
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and you are weeping I will laugh
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When I have seen you mourn over loved ones
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I will feel bliss when your mortal soul is in ruins
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I will grin in the shadows
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for that gives me pleasure
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Tormenting a christian soul
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Tormentor Of Christian Souls
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| Dimmu Borgir |
