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Vs. Ridley
Man on the Internet
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Bring the fuel to stack the fire
Pile the bodies ever higher
Hear them running, hear them screaming
It's the end of all your dreaming
And your blood is what I crave
Know that you will not be saved
(Another world is soon to fall)
(Another mark upon the wall)
So we strike with devastation
In the night, wipe out creation
Show our might annihilation
Now you die
(Blood and gore by the score)
(Falling to the dragon's roar)
(All scream out their final breath)
(To the cunning god of death)
Hail to the cunning god of death
(All scream out their final breath)
(To the cunning god of death)
(Death on violent wings)
(Death to everything)
Hail to the cunning god of death
(Death on violent wings)
(Death to everything)
Death to everything
Bring the fuel to stack the fire
Pile the bodies ever higher
For the god of death is rising
And your blood is what I crave
So we strike with devastation
In the night, wipe out creation
Show our might, annihilation
Know that you will not be saved
(Another world is soon to fall)
(Another mark upon the wall)
Hear the screams, we leave them damned
In every town, in every planet, cut them down
(Guillotine, take their heads)
(We will stain the stars in red)
Now ignite the funeral pyre
Sound the screaming of the choir
For the god of death is rising
Standing high upon your graves
(Fallen dreams, everything)
(Falling to the pirate king)
Bring the fuel to stack the fire
Pile the bodies ever higher
For the god of death is rising
And your blood is what I crave
(Blood and gore by the score)
(Falling to the dragon's roar)
They will learn the truth of pain
As they all burn, their loss, my gain
All I have earned, all my domain
Shall hear my cry
(Fallen dreams, everything)
(Falling to the pirate king)
(All scream out their final breath)
(To the cunning god of death)
Hail to the cunning god of death
(All scream out their final breath)
(To the cunning god of death)
(Death on violent wings)
(Death to everything)
Hail to the cunning god of death
(Death on violent wings)
(Death to everything)
Death to everything
Bring the fuel to stack the fire
Pile the bodies ever higher
For the god of death is rising
And your blood is what I crave
So we strike with devastation
In the night, wipe out creation
Show our might, annihilation
Know that you will not be saved
(Another world is soon to fall)
(Another mark upon the wall)
They will learn the truth of pain
As they all burn, all my domain
Shall hear my cry
(Guillotine, take their heads)
(We will stain the stars in red)
Now ignite the funeral pyre
Sound the screaming of the choir
For the god of death is rising
Standing high upon your graves
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