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ancient north - satanic rites lyrics

i am alone
so alone in this place
solitude is becoming an
unforgiving addiction
solitude feeling
like a dungeon cell
chained to the walls
of my poverty

wishing for bread
to come and bless me
feed on spiders legs
a taste of mold on the crawling bugs

rust turning red
that corrodes the iron of the shackles
rust being my anxieties
that eat away

into the towns
people trample close by
on their wagons of horses
careless they are
i would spit on their graves
lovе tries to take my heart
but hatrеd just
consumes it
and my soul will
mirror death to them
i shall mirror the hatred
burning their soul
stinging them with pure hatred
no happiness i wish for them
they smile and behind that pathetic mask
i see their weakness
i see their envy
for they are not my companions
they to me are
red on my blade

if i could sting them with pain
from the sharp knife
would bring an +rg+sm
from my soul

i must seethe in my soul
my words be my sword
i walk this town in search of
but nothing grows here besides death

- ancient north lyrics

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