That Cannot Die Which Eternally Is Dead

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We've come again to end, my friends
 The winds of change shall swirl up a din
 The beast is shifting shapes again
 Weaponized to the teeth while we grin
 The years go by in the blink of an eye of an old withered man
 Our dreams lost to the sands of bastard time, what was our crime?
 But to exist? We'll be sent before the devil, hell we're on his list
 Onto the gates of pearl, we piss our tribute
 Open your flesh and let the beast flow through you
 Your abysmal heart
 Black as pitch and dead right from the start
 This century, the nightworld is ours
 That cannot die which eternally is dead
 Two in the place of a once-severed head
 Hydra of bone and its swirling dance
 Hypnotizing the weak in its trance
 The years they flee like the words of the meek
 In the face of the storm, bear witness as this hell is born
 Unto this earth, we are their curse, we are truth
 If you seek eternal life, we are its living proof
 The gates gilded in gold our blackened entrance
 Open your veins and pay the demon penance
 From your abysmal heart
 Black as pitch and dead right from the start
 This century, the nightworld is ours
 Deliver us relentless, deliver us the damned
 The dead, we're still here walking with blood upon our hands
 Deliver us intention, deliver us the true
 The movers of this world who'll shake the very life from you
 ♪
 Onto the gates of pearl, we piss our tribute
 Open your flesh and let the beast flow through you
 Your abysmal heart
 Black as pitch and dead right from the start
 This century, the nightworld is ours
 
 We've come again to end, my friends
 The winds of change shall swirl up a din
 The beast is shifting shapes again
 Weaponized to the teeth while we grin
 The years go by in the blink of an eye of an old withered man
 Our dreams lost to the sands of bastard time, what was our crime?
 But to exist? We'll be sent before the devil, hell we're on his list
 Onto the gates of pearl, we piss our tribute
 Open your flesh and let the beast flow through you
 Your abysmal heart
 Black as pitch and dead right from the start
 This century, the nightworld is ours
 That cannot die which eternally is dead
 Two in the place of a once-severed head
 Hydra of bone and its swirling dance
 Hypnotizing the weak in its trance
 The years they flee like the words of the meek
 In the face of the storm, bear witness as this hell is born
 Unto this earth, we are their curse, we are truth
 If you seek eternal life, we are its living proof
 The gates gilded in gold our blackened entrance
 Open your veins and pay the demon penance
 From your abysmal heart
 Black as pitch and dead right from the start
 This century, the nightworld is ours
 Deliver us relentless, deliver us the damned
 The dead, we're still here walking with blood upon our hands
 Deliver us intention, deliver us the true
 The movers of this world who'll shake the very life from you
 ♪
 Onto the gates of pearl, we piss our tribute
 Open your flesh and let the beast flow through you
 Your abysmal heart
 Black as pitch and dead right from the start
 This century, the nightworld is ours
 

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Duration
04:29
Key
4
Tempo
93 BPM

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