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The open door to demonic creatures
Raping the soul of Men
Greed and control in these raging natures
The overwhelming thirst of controlling men

Fighting this monster
Ripping our bowels
Striking our forces
Owning our freedom

They suck our blood
They control our mind
Faking us puppets
Of their useless signs

Exorcise
Rip those demons out
Exorcise
Take them on assault

They can’t hide of from our sceptic mind
They will taste the aggression of mankind

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