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There is no real history. Only time that is to repeat itself over and over again.
There is no real history. Only time that is to repeat itself over and over again.
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All rites and breaths are under the bounds of Zyklomo.
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Black Metal
Angelbite 20.06.2006
2:14
In the frost of magic
Weak ones are spellbound
And we behold the true light
Idols of men are slaughtered therein
They revolted truthfulness
Like spoiled rebels
They are the rape of the earth
From behind the bitten cold
We rise beside our wolves
True masks unfolds our hate
Which leads us to where we reign
They spoke to the almighty one
Like a herd of dogs
They are the tools of the earth
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