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Jesus Christ, Son of Satan
Spiritus Mortis
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Under the gun, under the desert sun
Golgotha, the place of the skull
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Don't mess with the man in the middle, 16.000 times
Crippled body crucified, by stranger's hand
Across the boiling fields of blood
Soldiers march to Jerusalem, in the holy land
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Where from do all the words come?
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Where from does all the blood come?
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Where from does all the sickness come?
Where from does all the moist come?
From the darkness behind man
The heart of man, either a temple of God
Or a habitation of Satan
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God, take this bullet that is shot towards you
Towards your heaven, your houses and rooms
I'm on the path of vengeance
In the name of the one whom you sacrificed
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In front of human trash
A swarm of a lower class
I bear these crosses on my skin
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So that you would never forget
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What he went through, here on this earth
I'm here to remind you of his sacrifice
I bear the doom
For the son of Lucifer and his rebirth
Rendezvous with Satan
A romance that will quake the earth
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