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    Hatesphere Hell Is Here текст песни

    Hell Is Here

    Come on stranger play with me
    Now we’re in the dark you see
    Nervously you ask from me
    If this is how it’s gonna be
    You damn your eyes, they see too much
    And pray your lord for deafness

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    But something draws you near…
    It’s the Hatesphere

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    The feet denied and now you moan
    Blackened sky above, below a burning pit
    You feel like shit
    Entangled by a mastermind
    You know this game is not your kind

    This can only be a cruel mistake
    Beg someone you’re not awake
    You can’t believe you ended up here
    Too late…
    This is the Hatesphere

    Panic’s like a worm inside
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    Discarnate man to say the least

    The pain inside your head will grow
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    You grab a pen to write a note
    Then a gun…your head explodes
    The paper says you’ve realized a fact you cannot bear:

    Hell is here
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