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Tytuł: Dark exile

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Soul after soul! My black wings cut the sky
   Hatred so old! My long teeth ripped flesh
   The corpses, I'll take them into my hall of bones
   The slaughtered, the entrails, the guts will be my throne
   Victims abound! Their wickness is my strength
   Red moon beyond! Straight from the underworld
   I'm creeping, the rain beats on rusty iron walls
   The foul stench of my mouth, the abject evil calls
  
   Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I'm the paradise
   The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
   I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light
   Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I'm the paradise
   The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
   I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light
  
   Hymn of the damned! The fire burns the cries
   Realm of the dead! Welcome mortality
   My temple, unholy, the altar made of plagues
   Your crosses, just dripping, religion - sick and fake
   Hell ain't a dream! Hot pits and freezing cold
   Sin after sin! Your nightmare never ends
   That oily machinery, cooled by the human sweat
   I feed them with envy, the worms inside your head
  
   Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I'm the paradise
   The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
   I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light
   Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I'm the paradise
   The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
   I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light
  
   Soul after soul! My black wings cut the sky
   Hatred so old! My long teeth ripped flesh
   The corpses, I'll take them into my hall of bones
   The slaughtered, the entrails, the guts will be my throne
   Victims abound! Their wickness is my strength
   Red moon beyond! Straight from the underworld
   I'm creeping, the rain beats on rusty iron walls
   The foul stench of my mouth, the abject evil calls
  
   Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I'm the paradise
   The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
   I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light
   Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I'm the paradise
   The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
   I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light