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Servants of death, enchanter of pain
From the land of no return, you'll kill again
Smear the blood on the naked corpse Manson.
Chorus: Lunatic of God's creation No resist Hear the voices of devastation
There is darkness in his eyes
And you won't see it, before you die
Feel the knife of the Lord Divine's Creation.
Chorus: Lunatic of God's creation No resist Hear the voices of devastation
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