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Blasphemium
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Feeding the Flames with Christian Souls
Proud wandering exile Banished from stinky paradise Damned walk in the shadows Thirsty for sacred lambs They get up when trumpets sound Now surrender to the black riders The buzz of the crying knock down Looking around for exit Came the end of his days Proud wandering exile Banished from stinky paradise Damned walk in the shadows Thirsty for sacred lambs There is no rest There is no possible truce In the name of the past Now you suffer persecution Proud wandering exile Banished from stinky paradise Damned walk in the shadows Recreating historical events You wash your hands with the memory Death in the name of god Punished for their ignorance He creates in his image and likeness To kneel angels To those who lie here Betting on the good From this holy war No miracle would save you He live his children Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Afraid of the dark He creates in his image and likeness To kneel angels To those who lie here Betting on the good From this holy war No miracle would save you He live his children Afraid of the dark Victims in their hands Bleed and hit the ground They seek prosperity ... feeding the flames with Christian souls ... Give life to the fire ... Wood-preacher meat This is the new inquisition Pagans subject Christian Give death to the coward Who blindly worship the purification Fall near kings in the swamp And their flocks full of misery Victims in their hands Bleed and hit the ground They seek prosperity ... feeding the flames with Christian souls ... They are the sons of satan And now they seek prosperity And now ... there is no break, no Truce! In the name of the past You suffer persecution, pain and misery torment your soul ...
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