Demented minds
Impossible salvation
Words of lies
Taken by death
Burning your souls
Torture no rest
Look to the sky
No lord, no god
There are moon and stars
Punish the weak
Certainly he's sick
Blood in your lips
The crowd fear the dark
They live in the own pain
The torture will go by heaven
Fevers and all pestilences
Torture, torture from the sky
Torture, torture in your mind.
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