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Weakeners of our time sinners of our mind

We will segregate our own source of time

Satan's on the way weak man's only pride

We suffer today to save our own mind

Reverance - waiting for the vein

Sanctity - waiting for vein

Reaping across the plains

Burning the book of lies

Deep behind the lines

A black book of disguise

Come down to me appear by the light

We cannot fear

Bow down for me, I will grant powers

To set you free

We stand here in own place

Waiting for the night to seal our fate

The reaping of the stage is in our game

Hunting you down we will see our name

Why we breed, why we see

To see your name

The secret to life is in our brains

Just to find the keys to the maze

Hunting for the being we all so hate

Sinning our sins we will see our name