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Rude Blues

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  • 2011.11.22
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White witches flow to the holy greet To fulfill the lies and make his end works complete For sinners they search ready to burn Innocent victims wait their turn In thawing woods the specters hover Delusional priests spill the blood of Satan's lovers The holy crucifix staked into the mud A symbol of how true evil is rooted Seven points make your tomb Stab in the heart and remove from the womb For the holy ghost you are cast into flames Body charred and dead yet your spirit remains Rising from the ashes of sin A spirit forged in hell that purges light from within Mingle with me revenge is all you will need You died in pain for reasons insane Stars guide you now To carry the masters plans through Six bells they toll for death Six bells are all they have left Wind will blow silencing their cries The silent assassin delivers their demise Into the rain I go Never to see me but you will always know His eyes forever follow you Now insignificant is your virtue Blessed is he who knoweth not evil As he walketh in the shadows of death Feeble infantile minds on which Yaweh preys Their lives marked by their will to obey However many fools whom to you are sworn to slay You'll never convince me to follow No truth to be seen in this pestilence you lay In this mediocrity I'll never wallow The sardonic priest the institutions he wrought The guiding force forever we have fought Eternally ill wold in contempt The lies the pain the accusations he brought However many fools whom to you are sworn to slay You'll never convince me to follow No truth to be seen in this pestilence you lay In this mediocrity I'll never wallow

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