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Modern Romans, false gods. Colonial maneuvers, the writings on the wall. Maybe a solution working on a clue. Now we know for certain, now we know for sure Modern Romans, lies on parade
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. Paint the sky upon the ceiling. Four useless gods upon a day. So blinded by the filth on sunday. Saying the words for the idiots. You are miracle drivel. Optical sewer. Listens to the flowers fall
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. Raise me up to live again. Like You did, like You did Now I am mute despite myself. All of them are gone. The silence overtakes me. The idle words forsake me. And I am left to face me I'm held
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. Raise me up to live again. Like You did, like You did Now I am mute despite myself. All of them are gone. The silence overtakes me. The idle words forsake me. And I am left to face me I'm held
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Long ago when the gods were still young and guarded the heavens. With might the four furious winds swept across the snows. Proud, fearless and free the children of Ukko walked the Earth. And at
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The battle is over. And the sands drunk the blood. All what there remains. Is the bitterness of delusion Circle of the Tyrants The immortality of the gods. Sits at their side. As they leave the
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all around. Freed from the gravital leash. I swear the heaven's in my reach. . Dancing with the spirit of the air. In this ocean so open and fair. Making love to the gods above. On my maiden
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our eyes . Gods kneel before our crime. Chorus. Come on lets show, them your love. Rip out the wings of a butterfly. For your soul, my love. Rip out the wings of a butterfly. For your soul. (Rip out the
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. Gods will follow by your side, yeah Heathens from the north. Heathens from the north, yeah The air is still, the bodies cold and pale. They'll never live to tell about the slaughter. When
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I strangle my words. Once, I tried a thousand times. Slaughtered like Gods. When the silver shines so hard. I tried to poison my life. Always dreaming of the edge of the knife. She always looked
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learned to accept it, accept it with pride. For you don't count the dead when Gods on your side. And then the second World War, it came to an end. We forgave the Germans and now we are friends. Though
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darkness. Born from the cold, now it's celebration time. . The spirit of Ukko will burn with us tonight!. . Let's bring back the good old times. When the true gods used to reign the northern skies
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it out. Get it on. . The conquering worm. The slithering germ. Lost in black sleep. I see how the gods weep. The horror of Madness. The Terminal Sadness. The cool air of mourning. Gave me the
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. in the Book of Heavy Metal?. Aaaooh. !. in the Book of Heavy Metal!. Aaaooh. !. In life, I have no religion,. besides, the heavy metal Gods!. were nothing, but black skin-tight leather. my skin, is
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your god, Kill your god. Kill your tv. The boy's purified by the quitter gods. Burning up his cross like a revelation. And his glass jaw opens. Like a puppet head. This is what you should fear
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The ship of life sets out on it's course. Sending out a challenge to the gods. As the cold black sea waits silently. We embark to find our destiny. . Left alone in the arms of fate. The world
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they are gods and must give all they can give. But each one of us is God himself and has every right to live. . Always smile at the mask of hate for it covers a sad face. Pacify the nervous, put them
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wannabe?. Have I no dignity?. who gave up all my life to be. in the Book of Heavy Metal?. Aaaooh. !. in the Book of Heavy Metal!. Aaaooh. !. In life, I have no religion,. besides, the heavy metal Gods