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When you fall down and no one helps you to stand up
When you've lost the hope for all the world and your will stops
When the sword is coming to take your breath
And your eyes are changing the colours from life to death

Then the cursed man will come and take your heart
He will kill your soul and take your body apart

He is called Alastor, the demon of disaster,
The initiator of revenge who ensure the funeral cortege.
Alastor cleans hell’s monarchy with his corrupt anarchy
He's like a bombshell in the dark, the dead man of hells heart

When you don't follow the operator of hell
When you are too inhibited to make your choice well
When you decide to change the rules of darkness
And you feel so powerless in this world of dimness

Then the cursed man will come and take your heart
He will kill your soul and take your body apart
Refrain

He is called Alastor, the demon of disaster,
The initiator of revenge who ensure the funeral cortege.
Alastor cleans hell’s monarchy with his corrupt anarchy
He's like a bombshell in the dark, the dead man of hells heart

Between fire and coldness he plays his game
He is fire and flame to give you the mask of shame
Just scream for your life when he comes to kill you
Just scream for remission before he shoots through and through

He is called Alastor, the demon of disaster,
The initiator of revenge who ensure the funeral cortege.
Alastor cleans hell’s monarchy with his corrupt anarchy
He's like a bombshell in the dark, the dead man of hells heart

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