The Cursed - Scorn (2014) | Текст песни

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• The Cursed
• Scorn (2014)

I create my own religion
With no fals gods an whells of torment
I relieved from tanother's conjectures
Made my freedom and strive to start

Create my world without restrictions
Reborn and start a new consciousness

New life form obliging the universe obey her will


I am a God of my fate
And now im realized
Your worthles faith
Cannt dig a grave on my way

Space structure breaks down
Distorted by my desire

No gods, no masters
New life form obliging

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