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Syphor
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Thrust To The Grave
Rotting dead and cold
never raised to divine
mordant souls behold,
no light in the afterlife,
Granted audience to the highest
order rate the crimes of Satan, the nefarious one,
we stand dead between these worlds,
Your souls fire fades, encompassed
by the night,
bow for forgiveness draped in deep regret,
But we will face whatever comes our way,
your Satan, god or any other one,
we stand between these worlds,
to bathe in the blackness,
Your souls fire fades, encompassed
by the night,
bow for forgiveness draped in deep regret,
For all the ignorance that we cast upon the earth
for all the suffering born, to this life
just to be thrust to their graves,
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To the pits commit the corpses,
to halt their disease
As few as all their sins have been
all they've ever known,
indiscretions secrets left untold,
behind the saviors cross they hide
marking the map for the genocide
As your souls fire fades, encompassed
by the night,
bow for forgiveness draped in deep regret,
For all the ignorance that we cast upon the earth,
for all the suffering born to this life
just to be thrust to their graves,
But we will face whatever comes our way,
You're Satan, god or any other one,
we stand between these worlds,
to savor the madness.
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