Masquarade as he rides through the night Blitzkrieg torture blade shining bright In his eyes dreams of pain As he kills the lovely shame Messengers from fiery will Speaking out what no one will Violence for the virgin Death falls from his bloody skin Deny the father deny the mother Burning the sister poison the brother Sworn to take lives with weapons of death In his hands Born in the demonic rooms of hate Torture is in his eyes like a glowing blade Inhuman soul like an animal beast The blood of Jesus one thousend people fall the priest Son of evil Awake to bring the neverending end Kreator of demons and monsters command Ruler of the darkness that is his kingdom Equal as the blood death will make it all his own
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