Cultus Ferox goldene zeiten

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Monster waves, wildfire
Cold shock in the desert sand
The plague is going around, insect plagues
Starved nomads
And on the sacrificial stones red
There's a lot of blood, man smells death
Wodan is angry with the German Michel
The knot is tight and sharp the sickle
Golden times â The ferryman waves
But our course remains undetermined
Without fear North-South-East-West
We are going crazy, hold on tight
Drug madness, outbreaks of violence
Priestary ordination, stupid sayings
Inbreeding, greed and religious war
A big bang, but no one wins

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