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Dragonlord
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The Curse of Woe
Cruel - hot death starts to swirl Among flaming hordes Able to bleed open wounds Raise thy twisted sword
Don't tell me you'll save my soul
Father burning unholy sounds Sever the head and remove thy crown Smashing the pious down
Damned is the fire in your blood
Cruel - slow death starts to swirl Among flaming crowds Able to burn open worlds Upon hallowed ground
Don't tell me you'll save my soul
Father burning the cowards down Sever the head and remove the crown Trample upon hallowed ground Damned is the fire in your blood
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Black wings of destiny You'll fall into the void Forever a perfect hell Torture enslaves this world
Scripture lies and prophecies The curse of woe shall come true...
The fiend with many heads Soon shall wear the golden crown Blasphemer from hell Wicked unholy one
Free will is smothered For whom does the bell toll? Kneel before the antichrist Dark vision, dark dreams...
World lit by hellish flames Hail to the chosen one Unleash! The beast! Destroy!
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