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Be inflamed the sunrise sky

 Rivers should be filled with blood

 Turn your promises to lie

 All the victims should be stabbed

 You’ll be tortured, cut to death

 In the name of dark and gloom

 No more light and no more breath

 Dusty ruins are now your tomb

 Merciless and sullen imps

 Do the trials and punishments

 And blood drinking whistling whips

 Eat your flesh until the end