Althotas lyrics by Hypocrisy. Reality! My fault, as I cut you deep My deacon knows as I cut you with this knive The energy provided by the blood on the sacred...
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Reality! My fault, as I cut you deep
My deacon knows as I cut you with this knive
The energy provided by the blood on the sacred knife that's in you
This sacrifice I give to you my lord, king of hell
There's no control, a bloody gore
Hanging from the ceiling, I cut wide open your body
I feel alive
Their fate they decide
I release avenge on your mankind
Love will float away, as I tear the body apart
Mental emotions never again
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