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Arrived
To this small town
To cleanse
It's foul pestilence
A storm in my heart
Raging restless

They'll taste
The edge of my sword
And flames
Shall wash all their sins
The screams of the innocent
Haunt my dreams

Black heart is not worthy of life
It's pure evil
Tempting your mind with lies
It gains control
You'll serve on it's gods
The demons of the dark
My face will haunt you
As you burn for the holy name
And feel the divine pain

Now search
And gather all clues
Snakes tongue
Is slither and swift
An eye open
Watching on all of us

Failure
Is not an option
In need
The whole town will burn
My burden
Will wear out my soul

Black heart is not worthy of life
It's pure evil
Tempting your mind with lies
It gains control
You'll serve on it's gods
The demons of the dark
My face will haunt you
As you burn for the holy name
And feel the divine pain

Follow
The son of the marksman
And then
You'll find what you seek
The trail
You are bound to find

Disgust
It's pure mutation
It flees
To the edge of forest
But we cut it's way
Now we'll face it

Black heart is not worthy of life
It's pure evil
Tempting your mind with lies
It gains control
You'll serve it's gods
The demons of the dark
My face will haunt you
As you burn for the holy name
And feel the divine pain
Tormenting me inside
I follow the line of my part

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