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    Hatesphere Preacher текст песни


    proclaiming eternal truths
    and solemnly pointing at dim lit sky
    preacher standing tall promising salvation
    for those who wait

    rectify the innate mind subdue the body
    submit to a sense of guilt
    suffer and be redeemed

    his congregation hurting
    from acting contrary to nature

    close your eyes
    fight delusions divine
    we smell the lie on your breath
    ability to sense the icons of stupidity
    but in reality the heatless light can’t be felt
    (truth faded into the mist destroying the will to truly exist)

    [lyrics missing from book]

    now is the time for conflict
    let mother nature strike back
    revitalize the inherent life by carnal dogma

    oh sapient one, this is not why I am
    the truth is that no truth exist
    stray from the penitential path of the sable figurehead
    all living damn the preacher to see
    (his horizon circled by mockingbirds forevermore)

    proclaiming eternal truths
    and solemnly pointing at dim lit sky
    preacher will you tell us
    how it feels not being alive?

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