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FOR ANCIENT AGES I HAVE TRAVEL

RIDING THE STORMS OF HATE

BLESSING ALL FORMS OF EVIL

PLEASED WITH EVERY LIFE I TAKE

SO MANY YEARS OF TERROR

WITH SADISTIC THUNDER I DIVIDE

POLLUTING ALL IN SIGHT WITH PAIN

STIMULATING SUICIDE

FROM THE DEEPEST ABYSS I HAVE COME

WHEN ONE DAY I SHALL RETURN

MEANWHILE THROUGH THIS JOURNEY

THERE ARE MANY LIVES TO BURN

NO ONE KNOWS MY REAL FACE

BECAUSE MANY ARE MY FORMS

SOMETIMES INSIDE THE SHAPE OF A WOLF

OTHER TIMES WITH HORNS

ONLY CRUEL INSTINCTS REMAINS INSIDE

AND SINCE THE DAY I BORN THEY ARE MY GUIDES

DEADLY THOUGHTS CRAWLING IN THIS WICKED BRAIN

FOREVER DREAMING WITH ARMAGEDDON'S PAIN