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Roots of Gold

de Mystik Irieen

The burning sensation is driving you mad
Screams of torture echoes from the underground
The cult is arriving, it smells like a feast
It wipes out your mind, to feel the beneath

Don't close your eyes at night
You should be afraid of the dark
As the nightmares seem existent
But still beyond erratic

Surrounded by malevolent forces
A phantom possesses your soul
You axe the limbs of your loved ones
Excitement and pleasure will strike
Out of control

The one who will liberate
His soul will be hallowed
In anguish and agony
Open the gate
Before the almighty
Ineffable God
Open the gate to hell

Nightmares of horror and torment
Will never seize to exist in your mind
The specter has now taken over
Longing for fire and brimstone

Cry out for blood as the nightmares come true
The sabbath has started
You know what to do
Delirious from slaughterous visions
The feeling of pleasure will pound

Virgin blood from your daughter
Sacrifice at the alter
The head of a priest and bones from your son
The last one is you, in a snare you are hung

The one who will liberate
His soul will be hallowed
In anguish and agony
Open the gate
Before the almighty
Ineffable God
Open the gate to hell

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