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My mind is on a verge
Of a self destructive urge
That begs and commands
Things only you understand
Refr..Code of silence Unmarked graves of the past
Elders of guidance Died on the eve of the seventh return
Beasts of vengeance Angels and Cherub of the air above
Filth of our conscience Serpents who flee of ancient divine ó
Vicious dreams come hunt me
I dream loud in a marquee
It becomes a breathing game
I chant an ancient spell away
Refr..Code of silence Unmarked graves of the past
Elders of guidance Died on the eve of the seventh return
Beasts of vengeance Angels and Cherub of the air above
Filth of our conscience Serpents who flee of ancient divine ó
Gather the Druids and ferries The mob, to Break the levies
Of our sorrow and pain That lives on this forgotten land
In the time of Winter solstice The power of pagans prevail
In your arms the sorrows Of conception has been Announced ..hej
Refr..Code of silence Unmarked graves of the past
Elders of guidance Died on the eve of the seventh return
Beasts of vengeance Angels and Cherub of the air above
Filth of our conscience Serpents who flee of ancient divine ó
Born Alone:
Maddogx:
Maddogx:
