Black Pestilence के शीर्ष गीत
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Pestilence
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Aaron Nelson
Songwriter
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All their heroes are dead inside
I watch them wither and cower in mind
The sewer dwellers need their cellar
A sanctuary for the blind
Invert the cross
I know it doesn't make you Satanic
Hail the goat, or so you say
Ambiguous anyway
Invert the cross
I know it doesn't make you Satanic
Theistic life that you know
Spurn all gods, reap what you sow
The vicious cycle that never ends
Form a new gang again and again
Same old story with inflated glory
Revert to the sewer never to transcend
Invert the cross
I know it doesn't make you Satanic
Hail the goat, or so you say
Ambiguous anyway
Invert the cross
I know it doesn't make you Satanic
Theistic life that you know
Spurn all gods, reap what you sow
Invert the cross
I know it doesn't make you Satanic
Hail the goat, or so you say
Ambiguous anyway
Invert the cross
I know it doesn't make you Satanic
Theistic life that you know
Spurn all gods, reap what you sow
Reap what you sow
Reap what you sow
Writer(s): Christopher Aaron Nelson
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