Sins of Death
Father please forgive a world born to sin
Never imagined how we could hope to win
When love and hate have forever been tools of our own fate
Praying for violence with every kill
Pay for your life abiding mans will
With so much to reap from sin were in way to deep
We are headed to unholy war
Surviving our wrath to feed our pride
Uniting lost souls which cannot hide
Warnings every prophet said ensured by all the dead
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Never imagined how we could hope to win
When love and hate have forever been tools of our own fate
Praying for violence with every kill
Pay for your life abiding mans will
With so much to reap from sin were in way to deep
We are headed to unholy war
Surviving our wrath to feed our pride
Uniting lost souls which cannot hide
Warnings every prophet said ensured by all the dead
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