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Behold life this ill-gotten state
All fear the dark gift
This night will end your mortal pain
You'll worship no man's God
Known as the prince of lies
So let the news be heard
I'll steal your soul boy
And work the dark trick
God kills indiscriminately
And so shall we
While bearing the dark gift
The empires of the world They are not safe from me
I'll breathe of your last breath
Bleed your soul to me
I see with vampire vision
I feel murderous
I survived the grave
Let no man forsake me
You'll feel me come to you
A perfect mask of hate
Let no man forsake me
Dark Gift
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