Ridding a Pest
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Lyrics
While wandering the heathen planes of Thule A wind of the free, began moaning to me Mournful whistle, an anthem forlorn Ancient, hateful and mighty So intense the spreader preached That the insight became an answer Win the battle of becoming Be the ominous In ridding a pest Be the Belial The grace of the raging is mine And all the arts of being my master Conspire all archaic evil Dominate the dreadful souls In ridding a pest Be the Belial And hem in the grandeur of yours All heresies and heinous acts of the pagans
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:59
- Key
- 3
- Tempo
- 122 BPM