Inhale all mists from the shadows
And hide before the dawn
Face your mortal horror
You won't be reborn
Is he a proud man or just a fraud
Fooling himself with a losers talk
Punished to eternal vanity
It's thy destiny to cry for purity
You infidel slime
I grace insanity
satisfy my agony
I know what my goddess needs
I bet there's something wrong
inside my psycho creep
fire burns within her eyes
take me to the deadly ride
I remember how she was
when she choked on her own pride
[chorus]
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