Blackout [Prevail] prevail the merciless mercenaries of militants no resemblance to any other assembly's heritage despair will be the downfall of arrogance
You Wha, wha, yeah It's like a team over here daddy One for all, and one for one (Let it flow, flow, flow, ahh yeah) If it ain't that then it ain't right
I woke up in the morning And all the bells were ringing My eyes could see the glory, baby Could hear the song they're singing You only get to see the
Severed limbs of virgin angels rain upon the earth as Heaven set ablaze, in depth and worship, of Him, Jesus groveled, inverted, on the holy wastelands
Cursed black magic nights We've been struck down Down in this hell Spells surround me day and night Stricken by the force of evil light Force of evil
coming into the blazing chamber I am reviewing myself in the flames of black art I can hear the plaintively singing of an unknown song of the night I
Sometimes you're a thief When you sneak and you creep And you break in and enter And throw me away Sometimes you're a snake So why don't you slither
Hoorakoo, feed the rats Hoorakoo, skin the cats Meckle Heckle Lucifer Heckle Meckle crucifer Meditate, body weight, humiliate, casterate Contemplate,
That old black magic has me in it's spell, That old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft
Bastard Christ Second comign of sacrifice Release my chained hands No more virus of your worship Thrust of nails Into these wrists Sworn to death Reign
Messengers of doom come forth and destroy Move and appear, blasting winds which multiply Sorcery.... Thoth Voodoo.... Damballa Black.... Tchort Magick
So you think I'm so unstable that I can't walk around And if I made my own choices I'd be buried underground Well I have to move on, I have to forget
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If you want a war I will give you a war I'm sorry But the proper phrase is bummin' me out Be still like a T-Rex She can sense movement She'll be havin
Children come in, find a seat you're sure to do. lengths of snakes, they match each silent syllable Hello. You missed the sparrows mark... A breath of
Self Abuse Help Produce Black Magic Deeply Depressed Im The Best Thats Tragic You dont really wanna get me all fired up... [Madchild:] It goes: Red
[Lyrics - King; Music - Hanneman, King] Cursed Black magic night We've been struck down Down in this Hell Spells surround me day and night Stricken by