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Dementiae

Pain of Soul

Surviving another night
Where bitter rage screams
Tear apart feelings once bearable
Inside the miserable damn beast

'Cause my ghost will emerge to the living
Like the pest of damnation of your wicked souls

It smells like a putrefied being
That is able to feed itself just with bitter tears
As a beast that's still captured
In it's own hell of sadness
Oh death
I'm tired of waiting for you in silence
I'll wander through paths even darker
Drinking christian blood
Killing my hunger with the meat
Of damn virgins
Kill me now is useless
'Cause my ghost will emerge to the living
Like the pest of damnation of your wicked souls
Your agonizing pain will be my pleasure
And all the demons will become
The guardians of the universe

Here is the curse became real
And even the most bizarre creatures were surprised
The insanity was visible to the eyes of the poor beast
Which satisfies with contemplating
The end of human kind

'Cause my ghost will emerge to the living
Like the pest of damnation of your wicked souls




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