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lyrics
Contemplate our bodies licked by the pyre
In these holy flames we burn
Condemned, silenced
But we keep our worship to the God with Horns
Chosen to early quit this life
We are surrounded by screams,
Surrounded by your religious threats
Guilty to open the calcined Gates of Hell
So we embrace their torches with a smile on our face
We are the satanic heralds
Black mass, horned priests
We are heretics
Brace yourselves and enjoy your last breath
We’re born in black, we’re the Sons of Baphomet
You can hate us but don’t forget we hate you first
Behold ! We’re the Children of the Malignant
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Good clean Slam! Something about this album is a little juvenile. Some nice screeching, some twisted grooves, it checks out. Throw some more lows and gutturals in the next album for me, will ya? ClasSixxS