Opresor
Magnus
Wasted years
Wasted life
It's too late
Nothing is good
Wasted life
It's too late
Nothing is good
The one who
The goat's head
Boiled in blood
Seven nights
In the dishes of hell
For redemption of blames
Fried the heart
Seven days
Opresor, opresor, opresor, opresor
You lost my words
And disowned my name
Throwing you out of my mouth is my will
Come here and i show what
Must be later
That was the throne
Someone sat there
He looked like
The great king of worms
In front of him
Eternal sea of death
Opresor, opresor, opresor, opresor
Ways of blaze
Burned his face
In which the spider's swarm
Braided the nest
Opresor, opresor, opresor, opresor
And he sat
Opresor you're designed
This is the end!
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