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I'm dreaming of the lights, coming from behind The clouded's getting clearer, it's closer all the time Darker, taller, bigger, all blackness under wing Reaping holy profits from the fear of absolutely nothing Bloodbath - no one here will miss The stench of your abyss Bloodbath - the blood is never yours Whores, your followers I hear the people coming, I hear them down the hall, hell They're banging at my door, what do they got to sell Everything moves slowly, I feel trapped and powerless My body weighs a thousand pounds and I cannot confess The door is crashing open, it's ripping from the wall No matter what I do I seem to do nothing at all The ligths are getting brighter and they won't go away The voice is getting louder and there's no need to pray I think the world is stumbling, I think I feel it shake There's something in the room But there's nothing left to break The blackness getting bigger than the serpent's universe Ruthless angels lie and steal and spread the catholic curse From Letras Mania