(lead:Anatoly) The eyes and stretced
hands- all I perceive-immence drop of
uncongeald blood... Children of
lies!.. They boast of new faith await for
new victims, Available souls For giant
meat-grinder of Religion Fit
!.. (lead:Anatoly) Awaits for my
soul... Awaits for my death!.. Last
admission Attemps to ransom are futile No
praise for God that's Dead Like gem it'll
crown your Gold Chain of
Life!.. (lead:Anatoly)
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