Feel everyone's faith
World strangled by snakes
To squeeze it, to let it break
Embraced by no one's love
I need more
I need nothing
More and more
Ends to nothing
Let them fly
Let them go
Worthless souls
I need more
I need nothing
More and more
Ends to nothing
Praise the kult
Let them fly
The need for demise
Clearly purest heaven
No steps to walk
No path to find
No will to live
No fucking will
Cut my throat
Strangle me
Take my soul
Deride the three
The father spews
Upon his son
Holy spirit
Burns in the sun
All angels raped
The kult of death
Dance on their graves
Feast on their flesh
Follow the call
Of the bitch
Pointed horns
Bulging tits
Praise the kult
Praise the kult
She's guiding me
Bewitching stench
Glowing eyes
The journey ends
The final bleeding
The place to dwell
For aeon
Praising hell
Praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise the kult
Praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise the kult
Praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise the kult
Praise, praise, praise, praise
Praise, praise, praise, praise the kult

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