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Making a world of illusions, madness and pain
Fill the gape of our life, refreshing our brain
Living like a real fagot, tyrants of a new belief
Turn the world into your hands, lay down the people to kill

Blood, money in your hands, you are insane
Delivering news to an endless rage of pain
People you see like a shadow, don't mind who suffer and why
Lost in that crazy way, think you are away from pain

But you draws by near, an endless justice claimed
On your mind the servants near, you will see them leading

Rating the life for your life till the end of it all
Your life will end and lust will fall
On the final moment you'll see, the justice you never had
The serpent will call you, to the gardens of hell

But you draws by near, an endless justice claimed
On your mind the servants near, you will see them leading

Making a world of illusions, madness and pain
Fill the gape of our life refreshing our brain
Living like a real fagot, tyrants of a new belief
Turn the world into your hands, lay down the people to kill

But you draws by near, an endless justice claimed
On your mind the servants near, you will see them leading

The justice of faith

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