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Obsession, rules your mind

Inherit that evil noise channel

Called wind and you will learn to crawl

Gonna hear them say: "War and Satan release"

Relations in a song, we hear you in a song,

With godeaten eyes

I say: "Evil eyes, they work for obsessing

It's gonna turn, a lost place of mine?"

Floating, rotting, wizards,

Steers the essence tonight,

Feels that hell takes over,

Feels insanity now.

Insane which's all we understand,

I for one is no other sane.