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Kovenant, The - Sindrom

Born from the blind, delusional mind
Bite the hand that feeds the lie
The garden is severed, buried in the truth
Open your eyes... 'Cause God hates you

The serpents have the power coiled in illusion
A poisonous gift of beautiful sin
Paint the whore with the ashes of Eden
It's time to face the end of the world

We have flown to close the sun
But in space even angels can get burned
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