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The Last Omen
02:58
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I will bring chaos to your door, you reek of fear and guilt. Judgement day is upon you, do you feel death? It's time to repent. Spill your blood at the feet of the betrayed. Beg for mercy, plea for grace. Your skin will burn and bones will break. Wings of hatred and slaughter. You won't survive the night. Pray for salvation. It's too late for forgiveness, your selfishness leads you, to the depths you go to live in eternal agony. I am the reaper, this is the reaping. Fuck. You won't survive the night. Pray for salvation.
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King of the Damned
03:04
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Arise, oh vengeful one. Redeem those eyes and tongue. No longer walking the afterlife, your fate is in the balance. Your destiny awaits, begin the plagues. There is no hiding from the one who seeks your demise, your flesh and blood rejuvenates him. Your bones return to the sand, there is no reasoning, no pleading. Your god can't save you. As fire rains from the heavens, the rivers will run crimson. Bow down, hail, he's awakened. We are the plague, you're the offering. Condemned to rise again. Rise, rise. Rising up to feast. Feast, feast. Feasting upon the souls of the dead. Feast upon the souls of the dead.
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The Tenth Key
02:42
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A waste of life, wallowing in shame. A plea for redemption on her lips. I look into those eyes and I see the weakest human beings standing before me. I'll cut out the tongue that speaks. Your reign of manipulation ends. Two slices to the heels. I'll give you a head start, run. Run. Run. Distance measured in blood, crawling, your life's not worth living. Fuck. Crying, you're not worth forgiving. It's too late now, this town's painted with your blood. Now you may rest in pieces, my mutilation hits completion. You wretched whore, your face becomes my mask. I excise your insides and you feel my wrath. Now you may rest in pieces. Now you may rest in pieces.
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