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Il Padre. Il Filio. Et Lo Spiritus Malum. Omnis Caelestis. Delenda Est Anti Cristus. Il Filio De Sathanas. Infestissumam
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Profaner of the vices, a simple charlotten. Inflaming puerile minds with the guilt of sin. Imaginations fed to children, it has served me well. That the bowels of the earth hides the pits of hell I
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To the sound of the monstrance clock. Air is cleansed, assembled flock. Black candles burn, all minds aligned To the sound of the monstrance clock. Air is cleansed, assembled flock. Black candles
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Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub. Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub. Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer Since dawn of time the fate of man is that of lice. Equal as parasites and moving wit
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This grave hill stinks of death. A reek from the ground. Catches whiff of the hound. A dead one's breath. The casket lid is cold. Waiting inside. Is someone petrified. That odor's old His body
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Through scapes of murmur. Noisy walls of sound. Without a starlit night. Shores are nowhere to be found. On seas of wonder. Ye confused strays. Without a guiding light. You see no ways Into the
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Unholy. Is the lust in your eyes. "Blasphemous". Would not suffice Perverted. Are your wishes and dreams. Tanning in Lucifer's beams Per Aspera Ad Inferi. Per Aspera Ad Inferi. Per Aspera Ad In
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You know that the fog is here omnipresent. When the diseaser sees no cure. You know that the fog is here omnipresent. When the intents remain obscure. Forevermore Weave us of mist. Fog weaver. H
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(Iak - Iak - Iak - Iak - Iak - Iak - Sakkak) You're so free that's what everybody's telling me. Yet I feel I'm like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugee Something's wrong, got a feeling that I do
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Ghuleh. Ghuleh Ghuleh. Ghuleh Putrefaction. A scent that cursed be, under cold dark dust From the darkness. Rise a succubus. From the earthen rust Hyiistea, once a majesty. Now exposing bone. F
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I am the one who preys on weak I offer everything they seek. And I am the one who comes richly endowed. Harvesting crops of fields that others have plowed I am the one, lascivious I am the son of on
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(Some people say I look like my dad) . Ah oh hey hey . Ah oh ah oh . I say, hey boy sitting in your tree . Mummy always wants you to come for tea (ah oh) . Don't be shy, straighten up your tie . Get d
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Came for a weekend. Ended in a hate joke. That's when I heard. The B-Side to Seaside. More than an A-Side. Less than a C-Side. My little B-Side. B-Side to Seaside. More than an A-Side. Less
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. Coz they sounded like idiots. They went from silver to gold to platinum. After the millenium they'll probably be wearin' Iridium. They so gassed, if a bitch sucked they dick they'd probably c
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tiJ. B. G. arAlizee. alGourmandises. offset500. Paroles Mylène Farmer. Musique Laurent Boutonnat. J. B. G. , Bikini. Son nom de code est. J. B. G. , J. B. G. J. B. G. , pour la vie. Autour du globe
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Bài hát bao giờ hơn b-b-bây giờ! - Tris Đặng. Hình như em lâu nay không quen ai và. Chỉ một mình tôi được là. Nhân vật mà em luôn nhắc tên. Hình như em xưa nay hay quên cơ mà. Sao giờ lại nhớ để mà
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Black ghost, black ghost, please stay away from my door. Black ghost, black ghost, will you please stay away from my door. Yeah you know you worry po' Lightnin' so now, I just can't sleep no more
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haunted by your ghost. You stay on my mind, can't help but keep you close. Ooh, baby, everywhere I go, I'm haunted by your ghost. You're the one I loved, and I fear the most, ah-ah-ah. (Ah-ah-ah). (Ah-ah-ah
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exactly sure A friendly ghost is all I need. A friendly ghost is all I need Working time on a broken watch countin' days till the. The old shop sells me back my saxophone. And everyone's gonna leave me
