Turn
The chilling sky
To a dreadful kingdom
Let horns arise
Let mountains grow
The road to death
Feels endless now
Goathead
Delirium
Spawn the anger
It’s tearing you apart
Bastard
Hunt them down
While the servants of the snake
Eat their offspring now
Goathead
Who are we to witness?
Who am i
The holiest
Of the image
Are the ways
O lord
Not the fallen
Fallen
And hell followed
We have found
What we lost
We will loose again
And again
And again

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