Pile Of Hate

Darkane

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    Deep down in the unfathomed hollow pits of disbelief
    These bottomless voids of despair and anguish
    Countless masses dwell in misconduct
    Bonded by chains built by our own urge to devastate

    Enter the abandoned desert
    A world built before our blind eyes
    Based on lies of dark disbelief
    Grown to obey under ignorance

    As they feed on the
    Remains of our pathetic lives
    Evil minds molten
    Together in a pile of hate
    That gives birth
    To infinite malice
    Used to reap the harvest
    Of the least resistant

    I am worshipped by your gods
    And chased by your demons
    I am worshipped by your gods
    And chased by your demons

    Enter the abandoned desert
    A world built before our blind eyes
    Based on lies of dark disbelief
    Grown to obey under ignorence

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    Millions of souls unknowing that their
    Destiny is to give nourishment to
    Their own holocaust

    Forced to spend their precious
    Lives in a savatage existence

    The evolution has stopped because
    Our instincts were programmed to
    Selfextamination

    Locked up because some have to
    Believe they are superior
    Freedom broken down to
    Fragments of lost dreams
    In this domineon all illusions are lost
    Faith is a word that
    Has lost it's meaning

    I am worshipped by your gods
    And chased by your demons
    I am worshipped by your gods
    And chased by your demons

    Enter the abandoned desert
    A world built before our blind eyes
    Based on lies of dark disbelief
    Grown to obey under ignorence

    The evolution has stopped because
    Our instincts were programmed to
    Selfextamination

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    Composición: Peter Wildoer

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