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Blessed be the sons of the fallen one

The one true witness

Holy blood will fuel the

Siege of christians

Lore of false remorse

Of a wretched time

Chop down the hands of the praying scum

Bloody sunday

Unmade promise of the king of jews

Nazarene

Reckoning of gods

Blasphemy divine

Massive cock into the pierced wound

Ostentatio vulnerum

Matchsticks illuminates the house of god

Fiery sanctum

Lore of false remorse

Of a wretched time

Blessed be the sons of the fallen one

The one true witness

Holy blood will fuel the

Siege of christians

A curse from the East, hex for a thousand years

A false way of sorrow, a pathetic son, a leprous disease

Flesh and bone were one, I remember, how this body felt.

Wine flows with pouring rain, no holy remain

Cut down to the ground but he still marching forward

Hail to the king of the kingdom beneath, lead us onward