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 Self Damnation
Tonight the moon is full and crimson red,
and all of the lost souls will arise from the dead.
Satan's in his glory as humanity fears,
he will walk the earth for a thousand years.

The holy ones tremble at the sight of the dead,
loosing their faith in texts that they've read.
The master of trickery and deceit now has full command,
trying to take each and every soul that he can.

One grain of doubt will make them his slave,
they'll never find heaven just a fiery grave.
So many laughed at this story fore told,
now they all cry as it starts to unfold.

They be con to God for mercy above,
forgetting their sins and failure of love.
Satan's done nothing they chose their own path,
which will lead them to hell and eternal wrath.


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