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Nomad - Burn Into Your Hell lyrics
Under the azure of mountains blundering eyes
 Beyond the heads of inclining clouds
 Striking in wall words pressed with a prayer
 Pale messiah spoke: I'm The King
 glorify my name In your songs
 I'm the only Son of that Father
 Streams as acrid as wine are flowing
 pain, despair and fear
 Thoughts as black as symbol are getting lost -
 desire, freedom & miracle
 Hands and words with bitterness are pressing -
 to their master foots
 Don't cry when your foots are in thorns
 I'm yet merciful and paradise is real for you
 Streams groove the furrows wounded because of cry
 Scalded by lust priests limp
 Children are gathered in one basked like fish
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 When I'm hungry bring me your food
 To my priests' ears
 When your hearts are in pain
 Present my altar with humility
 Effeminate and faded already for ages
 Rotten and old like the world at your gates
 Dim and lost in verses of his own strophes
 Father, aren't you in my voice?
 Power, aren't you in my hands?
 Father, Father - heavenly
 Where is your merciful dog?
 Was to suffer given to you?
 Will to suffer given to you?
 In the name of skeleton and your God
 Bum in your hell
 Fry in your pitch
 Dead is your God
 Dead and dumb
 He rotted long time ago!!!








