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Water slides through the river
unconscious responsible of the next homicide
If she's Satan's whore her faith can save herself
otherwise an innocent soul will fly through death
to heaven.

Without remorse,
conscious of have offered a chance to her
we listen, convicted, to the words
of the slave of the Lord
that light us the way of salvation
with the next victim...

Their corrupted souls
will be purified by holy flames
false words will become pleadings of mercy...
but one day, they will thank us...
they don't know, they can't understand...

Quiet all around,
the fog engorge the village,
the crowd rebels, the fire flare up.
while the curser is burning,
the child cry bloody tears,
the wind whiffs in the valley,
the rain is falling on the grave,
a raven bringer of evil fly around
the deamon's ashes.
A flash rip and bright the sky...
and now quiet again

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