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Daughter of the Morning Star

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It was 1493 A woman born with ancient blood She lived alone without any fears Above the land and above the trees The rumors would flow and the people would talk Every thinker a faker, the thoughtless profane To them she was evil, an unholy soul No God-fearing man had her fate in their hands I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death My hands, they were cold and my body was shaking There is no God I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death For all your fear and your hatred, I am what you made me Yeah They came with torches burning To her home with murder in mind Having their way, taking her flesh Left her for dead, blood on their hands Hours went by, a new woman was born From evil, a monster, revenge in her eyes Black magic, a heretic, rise anti-Christ God-fearing man, now your fate's in her hands I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death My hands, they were cold and my body was shaking There is no God I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death For all your fear and your hatred, I am what you made me Yeah Burn the Christians, one by one Feel the flames, set them free Praise the heathens, every one Hear their prayers, let them be Burn the Christians, one by one Feel the flames, set them free Praise the heathens, every one Hear their prayers, let them be Burn the Christians, one by one Feel the flames, set them free Praise the heathens, every one Hear their prayers, let them be I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death My hands, they were cold and my body was shaking There is no God I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death For all your fear and your hatred, I am what you made me There is no God I woke up, I found myself in a dark place I am Death My hands, they were cold and my body was shaking There is no God Burn the Christians, one by one Feel the flames, set them free Burn the Christians, every one They'll be the last ones to bleed