Illtempered - Azazel's Sins 歌词

Azazel exile angel desert's ghost demon
He gave us knoweldge to fight and conquer

He was an angel
But his high pride
Made impassible him
To blow a first human

It's not real and possible
That son on the fire
Have to blow a son of the clay
He leaves paradise and stay a demon

Deserts people - sins
Exile - sins
Scapegoat - sins
All sins for him

Two bucks for offering
Lottery droving
One for the god, second for demon
Both for slaughter
Blind faith
For salvation

First animal
Which is for god
Was ritual killed
Like offering gift

Bucks for azazel
Was covering
By people sins
And exile to the deserts

Desert's demon like savior
Take as a gift offering bucks

Blood for god exhaustion for demon
Offering dead ill mentally
God and demon - demon and god
Can you be on duty two lords
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