Violate the prophets
In the dreading night
The path that I have chosen
A dystopian site
Question for the heavens
Declaration day
A Slave to the dark
The prophecy of pain
Make, the bloody sacrifice
Gallop, disciple of the lie
Hatred, for your wretched soul
Αmerica, stuff stuff gallop yo-ah!
This wicked child is suffering
I walk the path of prophecy
Into the storm I died for you
In melancholy
Our songs are awesome
For 15-year olds
Thrashy but not so much
Tribute to the gods
We will write the same song
For the millionth time
And you better like it
Or else you will die
Metal, it will never die
Gallop, tr tr tr tr aaaay-ah
Mosh, like it's 1999
Brothers, and sisters are alive (in Athens)
This wicked child is suffering
I walk the path of prophecy
Into the storm I died for you
In melancholy
Here is now the standard part
Where Barlow cries
There is sadness in the world
Wow so much sad
I will cry when angels die
Wait that's another band
I will die for you again
I will suffer-ah
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
Ice Dearth
This wicked child is suffering
I walk the path of prophecy
Into the storm I died for you
In melancholy
This wicked child is suffering
I walk the path of prophecy
Into the storm I died for you
In melancholy

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