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White lights
Black and horns
By my command, the storm

and forming alive
'Til get lost
In the and power from hell

Blood of the
the scorned
Their helpless eyes watching you
Drive thy horn

a prophecy of chaos and pain
That burst forth from to serve

seemed metaphysical
But a faith that values souls
not that ways of man

Give praise to laws
Bound by crimson, bound by
Awaiting one kiss
unknown

Which way the blood flow
the heart or out a hole
Asks the man about to

[Lead Peterson, Smyth]

Judging me, God, judging you
me, judging you, judgmental
Judgement