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Satan, founder of my light

Unholy, I want my life to be

Filth, searching for the lord of I

Hopes, relying on the hands of god

Memories, try to dissolve the illusion

Christ, can’t help my confusion

Exiled angel, founder of my light

Full of sins, I want my life to be

My pleasure, the darkness of the night

Truth, relying on the hands of god

Spirits, murdered stare at the burning law

Visions, try to dissolve the illusion

Two thousand years before you heard

For a god who brought here his own son

The face of his father is still unknown

The shape of the master remains the same

A fake strange prophecy leads

The sheep where god wants

A blind unproven conspiracy

Promises many hopes

Spirit sacrifice on the altar of god