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Sick is my spirit for I am bound to possess, sweet is my vengeance for i can taste it's blood blessed are my sins and all I with evil do, strong I will pray for the end of morrow day I belive the devil and I will burn in hell those who he possess shall walk the final way my heart belongs to evil my thoughts are truly black nothing lasts forever and I will soon attack... Death attack Spelled by the magic from the sound of the harness bells, I must confess... I curse you the human fall O`master confront my sins and grant us your existence release me from this mortal life and dominate my sprirtual world From Letras Mania