Thy Art Is Murder The Purest Strain Of Hate ( HD)
Thy Art Is Murder The Purest Strain Of Hate lyrics Repressed The darkness burns A fallen figure left to desecrate Exiled Absolved of the light I am the purest strain of hate Carved skin Engraved with endless sorrow Degenerated, tortured soul Unconsecrated Filth discarded Despiser of all things above and below Relentless chaos Endless suffering Broken bodies Seen as the deceased Unholy savior Wretched conspiracies In the tyrant s hands Slaves you shall be Spineless followers Walk a
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