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Best be prepared to meet your
Best be prepared to face god
unholy nightmare
Crucified of pride, you're

No escape, it's too
The hammer crashes
Do or die

Cauterize to stop the blood
Still tortures just begun
Eternal keep on repeating
Charred retinas, a black collapsed

No escape, it's too
The hammer down
Do or die

All fears
match the wasted years
Of in due time
I ingest your kind
Quench my

All present and for
Hush, do not
For tonight I raise a
To the death of the

We are the
And we the sign
weapons are useless
Our weapons our

No you can't
How you will
set to be free
Our blessed

You be imprisoned
No, you won't be
You won't be stripped of your
Or your name

No inner demons
No more spite
No more of the stained walls
Of ancestral pride

Comatose, eyes grow vacant
A paralyzing fear that
Stripped of pathetic icons
Robbed of heroic will

Artifact, way of thinking
Your hang up upon my wall
fallen empire
The most one of all

No escape, too late
The hammer crashes
Do or die

In due time I will mankind
my starvation