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As I take my final breath of dying air My fear of pain so surreal Shivers down my spine as I rip my own flesh Quickening through blood and broken hopes Slow departure, dark my mind Put my trust in stories from the ancient times A life along the holy path Fire, death, bloodrain, pain arouses me Holy father, I will sin again Shivers down my spine as I rip my own flesh Quickening through blood and broken souls A life along the holy path Holy father I will sin again Fire, death, bloodrain, pain arouses me I taste the pain Holy father, I must sin again From Letras Mania