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Deicide - Fire In The Sky lyrics
Deicide - Fire In The Sky
 You it is a garbage that not valley nothing, excrement, I do not
 go to relar in you, I do not want to make dirty my hands with
 excrement. Blood that germinates inside of you is mourning,
 wants to tear its head, to put you in drug of hell, to burn you,
 to make of you excrement who petrifies the life, goes to foder,
 to motherfucker, eyes neutral and alone, that bleeds for the
 excrement of the emptiness that has covered you, I'm a pop star
 threat and I'm not dead yet…
 Got a super dred bet with an angel drug head
 Like a deadbeat winner, I want to be a sinner
 An idolized bang for the industry killer
 A hideous man that you don't understand
 Throw a suicide party and I'm guaranteed to fucking snap
 It's evilsonic, it's pornoholic
 Breakdowns, obscenities, it's all I want to be…
 If you're 555, then I'm 666
 If you're 555, I'm 666
 (What's it like to be a heretic?)
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I prefer Satan of that you, its excrement piece, it feels,
 feels the candle that if burns in its rotten blackout, feels,
 sees, its life to blow up, therefore Satan goes to catch you,
 yes, feels, its hands had burnt, its excrement piece, feels,
 feels, the candle to inside gush out blood of its blacks and
 deep eyes... Excrement, son of bitch, excrement, son of bitch,
 excrement, absorbs the blood of God and goes to it feels Satan…
Son, son, son of bitch, porra, go to foder themselves, go to
 absorb its father, to eat its mother, son of bitch, embryo, son
 of bitch, have mourning of looking at for its face, absorb me,
 therefore of me you do not go to leave, poor fellow, go to die
 Satan you go to catch you, yes, its useless one, the emptiness
 of the nothing, she goes to steal its heart, and to make to bleed
 as the soul of Satan, son of bitch, drains for the end of the
 world, and feels the blood of God to evaporate and to launch you
 for the infinite of the universe with Satan
 (R) You believe God son of bitch? (R) (W) I wait that not its
 excrement of caralho, therefore Satan goes to catch you... I
 want to have you in the fire of the hell. In the fire... I
 want to have you in the fire of the hell!








