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Tell me

Will you always be my faithful servant?

A pain that grows inside

Like a corn of the evil

That's your friend

Before the majesty of

Eternal truths

You've got them whispering

Your soul is drowned in the tears.

A pain - is the temple of delight

Your mind - a nest of all evil

You're only a tool

In the hands of the lord

The voices of your masters

Are hung in the air

You hear them whispering in

the darkness

of the night

Your time has come

Get up!

The night is filled with brightness

Follow the way you were shown

And find your victim

The voices of your masters

are hung in the air

You hear them whispering

They are crying for the

sacrifice of blood

Their whispering is so

intrusive

You're gonna hear what they say