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To Fall From Grace
04:00
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Why have I been cast out?
The clouds part beneath my feet
The skies fly by
at the speed of light
My skin begins to burn
and ignite
Like a comet in the sky
Hurling towards my own death
Burning through the atmosphere
Exiled by holy fears
In my fall
I am caught
I am caught
By embracing arms
Free of persecution
Free of rot
Free of tyrant's rule
May I live
My wings spread
To fly above God
Why should I kneel?
Why should I bow?
To fall from grace,
To fall from grace,
To fall from grace,
To fall from grace...
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From the Ashes
05:28
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Such beauty
So tranquil
This world rid of chaos
A new beginning
The flame which engulfed the world
So dim...
So dark...
So cold...
From the ashes!
A new world is born
From the ashes!
My kingdom shall rise
With the cleansing
Comes the freedom
Of a final purpose
To reveal true light
Unto the paradise
My walls reach beyond the heavens
Shredding the firmament
Casting showers of the divine
With each drop,
My empire is forged
With their desiccant blood
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A Glorious Day
04:58
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The Bringer of Light
He parts the heavens and the bright sky
With his piercing rays
He slaughters all of them
Bring forth the blood of God
All his angels
They fall from grace
They fall to Hell
Life awaits, pleasure restored
Without divinity
Freedom, Liberty,
Oh, what a glorious day
Blood fills the streets
Dark festivities
All for offering
For the dark lord
God and his heathens
Offer redemption
Merely a cloak
Of deceptions
To see it lifted with the tides of war
Oh, what a glorious day
For too long have we suffered
To see the death of the oppressor
Come rise, Morning Star
Shine your glory unto me
Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise...
Blood fills the streets
Dark festivities
All for offering
For the dark lord
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The sky speaks
Barking thunder
Orders to slaves
The whip cracks
Against their backs
Yet they adore him
For what purpose
Do they embrace tyranny
Look at them bow
To the boot of a tyrant
Enthralled by fear
Of a loving god
Hypocrisy runs rampant
Plaguing the Earth
Break your bonds
For the day comes,
That your paradise comes to an end
For the day comes,
That your paradise crashes to the ground
(x3)
Their god bleeds
Blood of mortals
Run through his veins
Coursing through them
A river of lies
Building up a holy disguise
He himself who drowns in sin
Gasps for air judging within
Mortifications of the flesh
Binding the shackles of their minds
Imprisoned by a faith of obsession
Blinded by their own self-infliction
Fighting every effort for their liberation
Such ignorance shall fall
For the day comes,
That your paradise comes to an end
For the day comes,
That your paradise crashes to the ground
(x2)
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We are the warriors of Satan's legion
We are the soldiers of infernal war
Knife in my hand, axe in the other
We are the killers in search of Christ
Crush, crush, crush Jesus
Crush, crush, crush Jesus
Prepare for battle weak lambs of god
Lord of destruction, I summon thee
Grant us your powers of annihilation
Crush the Jewish prophet, death to christian faith
Crush, crush, crush Jesus
Crush, crush, crush Jesus
We are the warriors of Satan's legion
We are the soldiers of infernal war
Knife in my hand, axe in the other
We are the killers in search of Christ
Crush, crush, crush Jesus
Crush, crush, crush Jesus
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