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5. | Curse Of The Pharaohs (|¹) |
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I'm back again, back in the evil night, and you're waiting
Doomed by the living dead, flames are rising, can't you see you're dying
The wolves are howlin', a baby's cry in the distance, cold winds
blowing
in the dead of night, flames are rising, can't you see you're dying
No way to survive this evil night, if the dead won't leave you alone
So just say goodbye to all your holy angels, you're gonna die
Long black hair, face like a dead, I am here, Satan in my head
You can't see nothing but confusing mirrors, now you feel it
It's getting nearer, flames are rising, can't you see you're dying
So dark in your mind, breath of Satan in my back, I can't help you
cause I'm one of the dead, flames are rising, can't you see you're dying
No way to survive this evil night, if the dead won't leave you alone
So just say goodbye to all your fuckin' angels.
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Listen, I'm a corpse, I'm a corpse
I'm a corpse without soul
Satan, he's taken, he's taken
He taken his toll
Listen, I'm a corpse, I'm a corpse
I'm a corpse without soul
Satan , he's taken, he's taken
He's taken his toll
I was walking down among the graves
I heard a cry, my shadow is gone
Emptiness in my body, life in the cold
Small black wings on my naked back
Now guess what I saw on one of those stones
I saw my soul in a magical haze
It was all dressed up as corpse in a wedding dress
Small black wings on my naked back
Now hear my prayer, begging for mercy
I'm just living to die
I was walking down among the graves
I heard a cry my shadow is gone
Emptiness in my body, life in the cold
Small black wings on my naked back
Now guess what I saw on one of those stones
I saw my soul, in a magical haze
It was all dressed up as a corpse in a wedding dress
Small black wings on my naked back
Listen, I'm a corpse, I'm a corpse
I'm a corpse without soul
Satan, he's taken, he's taken
He's taken his toll
Listen, I'm a corpse, I'm a corpse
I'm a corpse without soul
Satan, he's taken, he's taken
He's taken his toll
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Upon a cross a nun will be hanged,
she will be raped by an evil man
Knock spikes through her hands,
things won't come she won't understand
You're a nun you haven't had no fun,
living your life as virgin queen
I'm gonna change it and I'll get it done,
tomorrow you won't be a virgin queen
C. U. N. T.
that's what you are, you're
C. U. N. T. yeah
I get it up, I get it up in the dark,
I make her feel I'm not a holy man
Faster breathing, she's like a shark,
she want's more. I'm gonna give her my cross
Nuns have no fun, They just have their fathers and sons
But I'll give them hell, I never fail
Nuns have no fun, They just have their fathers and sons
But I'll give them hell, I never fail
I get it up, I get it up in the dark,
I make her feel I'm not a holy man
Faster breathing, she's like a shark,
she want's more. I'm gonna give her my cross
C. U. N. T.
that's what you are, you're
C. U. N. T. yeah.
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Angel, lady in white, stay away, you know my forces, Devil eyes
I'll take you to hell, You're inside my spell, In Lucifer's mirror
And I am his killer, I'm devil eyes
Angel, lady in white, you've had your time, now you are mine, Devil eyes
I'll take you to hell, You're inside my spell, In Lucifer's mirror
And I am his killer
Oh yeah, I'm devil eyes, Oh yeah, I love my eyes, Oh yeah, those evil
eyes,
Oh yeah, I love my eyes (I'm gonna get you)
I am heading for the gates of hell, bringing a victim, she's angel eyes
I took her to hell, In Lucifer's spell, I am his mirror
And still I'm his killer, still I'm his killer, Devil eyes, Devil eyes.
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I was born on the cemetery
Under the sign of the moon
Raised from my grave by the dead
I was made a mercenary
In the legions of Hell
Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane
You know my only pleasure
Is to hear you cry
I'd love to hear you cry
I'd love to feel you die
And I'll be the first
To watch your funeral
And I'll be the last to leave
I'd love to hear you cry
And when you're down beyond the ground
I'll dig up your body again
And make love to shame
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
Oh lady cry, and say goodbye
You've gotta say goodbye
'Cause I will eat your mind
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They're walking by the night
The moon has frozen blue
Long black coats a shelter for the rain
Their load must get through
Now bats are leaving their trees
They're joining the call
Seven satanic Hell preachers
Heading for the hall
Bringing the blood of a newborn child
Got to succeed, if not it's Satan's fall
Home... Come home
Evil messengers with blood stained wings
Home... Come home
Home... Come home
Is it Satan's fall?
No... It's Satan's call
Craniums high on stakes
It's Satan's epigraph
Something you can't erase... 666
They call him the beast
Use your demon eyes, uncover the disguise
Time is out.. Yeah, I don't need your god
Oh the law of Satan
Pray and obey it forever
Oh the law of Satan
Innocent lovers...it's a lie
Iron fists won't do no good against the evil eyes
Of seven holy Hell preachers, don't you even try
Now they cross the river Styx and see the castle rise
So high
Waiting on the other shore for Charon to arrive
A shape with horns and glowing eyes, Satanrs still alive
He receives the sacrifice with evil laughs and pride
You better escape, you've got to escape
You cannot escape
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Come and join
My black masses
Bring along
Your iron axes
Now draw a circle
Right here in the light
I'll tell you
Just what to write
Elohim...Adonai...Tetragrammaton
Slaughtering babies
In ceremonial ways
If we're lucky
We can see them for days
'cause baby blood
Is full of strength
But I tell you
Oh how it stinks
Give me some baby blood
Elohim...Adonai...Tetragrammaton
Black masses...black masses...black masses...
Runnin' wild
Spittin' blood
In my lady's face
I show her my pets
A few rotten heads
And about my lady
If she can't take it
She's got to face it
I'll slaughter her too
Come and join
My black masses
Bring along
Your iron axes
Now draw a circle
Right here in the light
I'll tell you
Just what to write
Elohim...Adonai...Tetragrammaton
Black masses...black masses...black masses...
Killin' babies...black masses.
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Bring the black box to the altar
Now raise your hands and do the sign
Oh hail Satan, yes hail Satan
Lay down your swords, the evil star
It's a black funeral
She was a victim of my coven
Open the black box on the altar
Her blood is still hot, so let it out
Oh hail Satan, yes hail Satan
Now drink it, drink, drink, forget that whore
It's a black funeral
She was the victim of my coven
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