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of the digger.

(Verse 2)
Mourning skies and blood are filled with sorrow,
Man's greed's a dark cloud for today and tomorrow.
Hey wake up guys, rivers bleed

Crimson flesh calligraphy
Regard my soul your template
Slicing incantations, suffering
Carved in blood, I summon thee

Constructing thy Temple

chemistry is greater
Turn a quiet boy to a blind destroyer
By adding some gamma to this beta
The Illuminati voted and agreed to send
Your green ass to space,

The Predicted Future

Ragnarok

Arising Realm

are not created by Nature
Your God have nothing to do here

Can't you hear the anger
The wrath of Nature King is coming closer and the destiny is...

And the burden of love?
Forced by our nature to be creator and destroyer
Never truly satisfied
Beyond the flesh - buried - lies a shard of our souls!
Beyond

Ornament of Pettiness

Mactatus

The Complex Bewitchment

for Life
And Pour it into Fountain

Having my Way
With thy starving Countess
I am crying the Blood of Christ
The Beasts Nature is growing Inside of me

is how they try to trace my logic to a pen and a paper
Sketchy by nature but the right nose and eyes was a failure, cause I master mask my behavior

And my own blood, was everywhere
And it was my birthday last month, by the way
I am two years old and learning how to walk again
And upon discovery
It's

of the beast
Voices tell me what he wants and he wants the blood
From the human beings he must soak out

Went out all night find the victims in the shadows in

Ubejane
Ubejane

He smells the wind
He is the air
Sees in a mist the spirit of Africa
His anger flares
He thinks on blood
He steps the ground can he

It's deep as the river styx when you're interlocked with the trenches
You're sorry - know by now that it sounds bogus
Endless apologies, but you still

We spill our blood in foreign land, forgotten by the prophet’s hand

Where every man envies the dead

A place forsaken by the sun, where darkness

Structurally I'm tough as a beast
Why would I even play if it wasn't for keeps
Now I'm stuck in this place the luck of disgrace
Digging trenches no

beasts
It's the stuff of dreams
For the natural world
Satan is homosapien
Will nature fight back and begin erasin' 'em
With the power of drought

of an open highway 
Buses and cars, rivers and trees, nature of every kind 
And there's a fire inside, a burning question 
And it's asking, "What does it take

I worship thee queen of black heaven
And in the fires of unholy fornication
When her gardens turn red
I bathe in her river of blood

Coveted by

spirit fly just another time 
And let my message and its essence spread like the sun shine 

I want my waters to flood an empty river bank with memories

circulate the numbers on scale

A great hunter, on a search for the beef
Rippin' my shirt, there ain't no hurtin' the beast
You hear the rumble, I'm

by authority
Do you understand?
The plight of the minority
Do you hear the loud silence?
As background music for the allowed violence
Punnehhh!

If actions never do match them
(...I'm just mad man walking)
These mad men
They market the path walking
By chalk drawings
Of bodies on the pavement

this beast down
With the sword that we made
I can't wait anymore
Wait, there it goes
A piece of me, I cut away
Now I hope to tell the truth
I'm not

You will drown in a river of blood
The end of days is near
You will quiver in the shadow of kingdom come
Judgement day is upon you
The apocalypse is

The blood violets of attis
At Her Feet
The pine that took care of his spirit
After being driven mad
By her revenge
Against their broken love
Down he threw his

Stops my own nature
And now I'm back again

Running past the river and tall grass
There's an eerie house where I used to hide
And I put away the sense