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[00:25.96]Now you've really crossed the line
[00:29.30]Your hate for me is divine
[00:32.77]My love yearns your suffer
[00:36.07]On the grave lurks my prosper
[00:39.34]Taunt more as a lure but it's no use
[00:42.45]Knots tight my excite I prepare the noose
[00:45.68]Say no more it's time for you to make your move
[00:48.84]My blackened soul lit by your fuel
[00:52.08]Implodes your moral and drains your pride
[00:55.22]Too late for debate or run and hide
[00:58.50]Time to take your life it tolls the bell
[01:01.58]To your hell I’d like to welcome you
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[01:17.59]Hail to a father of divine
[01:20.78]To the son the light will shine
[01:24.06]From the angst of lost memories
[01:27.13]A just revenge to cure misery
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[01:42.73]Now you've really crossed the line
[01:46.28]Your hate for me is divine
[01:49.58]My love yearns your suffer
[01:52.79]On the grave lurks my prosper
[01:55.97]Taunt more as a lure but it's no use
[01:59.21]Knots tight my excite I prepare the noose
[02:02.43]Say no more it's time for you to make your move
[02:05.65]My blackened soul lit by your fuel
[02:08.92]Implodes your moral and drains your pride
[02:12.05]Too late for debate or run and hide
[02:15.29]Time to take your life it tolls the bell
[02:18.39]To your hell I’d like to welcome you
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[02:34.49]Hail to a father of divine
[02:37.55]To the son the light will shine
[02:40.90]From the angst of lost memories
[02:44.02]A just revenge to cure misery
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Now you've really crossed the line
Your hate for me is divine
My love yearns your suffer
On the grave lurks my prosper
Taunt more as a lure but it's no use
Knots tight my excite I prepare the noose
Say no more it's time for you to make your move
My blackened soul lit by your fuel
Implodes your moral and drains your pride
Too late for debate or run and hide
Time to take your life it tolls the bell
To your hell I’d like to welcome you

Hail to a father of divine
To the son the light will shine
From the angst of lost memories
A just revenge to cure misery

Now you've really crossed the line
Your hate for me is divine
My love yearns your suffer
On the grave lurks my prosper
Taunt more as a lure but it's no use
Knots tight my excite I prepare the noose
Say no more it's time for you to make your move
My blackened soul lit by your fuel
Implodes your moral and drains your pride
Too late for debate or run and hide
Time to take your life it tolls the bell
To your hell I’d like to welcome you

Hail to a father of divine
To the son the light will shine
From the angst of lost memories
A just revenge to cure misery