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Towards the black mass of an ancient galaxy |
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A funeral procession rides through realms of insanity |
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Aeons pass them, in slow implosion |
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Never to come back from the edge of reality |
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Down the spiral roads the malignant priest is on his way |
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Deceiving visions seduced their weary minds |
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To leave the world behind, but they could not be fooled |
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No crooked preacher could halt their heathen deeds |
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No abject graveyard could keep their souls asleep |
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Blessed by the deuce, their minds would never repose |
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An ancient omen once foretold that the evil will return |
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And all the sacred churches and temples will forever burn |
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An ancient omen once foretold that the evil will enrol |
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Once the wicked souls of the undead is buried in a black hole |
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Six lightyears under, the ritual has begun |
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Earth's final spin around the celestial pole is done |
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Infernal fire, hotter than a thousand suns |
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Devours our mother earth, now they have won |
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Where right was wrong, a new black hole now is born |
