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The Burning
03:20
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Cast down the heretic. The devil's spawn shall burn. Drown those who went to the Sabbath. Then burn their cold remains. And hang up high all of their children. For they are the enemies of God. Brought to the gallows. The breed of Serpent creed. Bow down to the cross. The Church is the law. The witches dance no more. In hellish flames they've all been thrown. For they all bear the mark of Satan. Lord have mercy on their souls. Brought to the gallows. The breed of Serpent creed.
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The kings of the earth will weep and lament. Their crown shall melt on their own heads. The flames of judgement. The wrath of the gods. The eradication of life. How long will you torment my soul? And leave me in pieces with words? Prophecies of Doom are nothing but lies. 'Til Nibiru falls down from the sky. Hang the prophets. Hang them all! The kings of the earth will weep and mourn. Their throne shall be turned into dust. The icons will pour the blood of the Saints. The cross will be broken at last. How long will you torment my soul? And leave me in pieces with words? Prophecies of Doom are nothing but lies. 'Til Nibiru falls down from the sky. Hang the prophets. Hang them all!!
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The Argument
02:32
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Call fire and storm and desolation. A godly thorough reformation. Which always must be carried on. The wrong, than others the right way. Compound for sins they are inclined to. By damning those who have no mind to. So perverse and opposite. As if they worshipped God for spite. The self-same thing they will abhor. As if religion was intended. For nothing else but to be mended. A sect whose chief devotion lies. Free will they one way disavow. Another, nothing else allow. All piety consists therein. In them, in other men all sin. Rather than fail they will defy. That which they love most tenderly. So perverse and opposite. As if they worshipped God for spite. The self-same thing they will abhor. As if religion was intended. For nothing else but to be mended. A sect whose chief devotion lies. Nail them!!
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Serpent Enthroned
02:03
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I am the salt in your wounds. The poison that flows in your veins. I am the Emperor of pain. I am the gun in your mouth. The blade that caresses your wrist. I am the Tempter - Snake of Christ. Outrage in the garden of Eden. Serpent enthroned in the ashes of heaven. I am the knife on your throat. The pins and needles in your eye. I am the evil Lord of flies. I am the fear in your mind. The chill in your heart. I am the sovereign of your fucking world torn apart. Outrage in the garden of Eden. Serpent enthroned in the ashes of heaven.
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