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Tankard – Dark Exile

Soul after soul! My black wings cut the sky

Hatred so old! My long teeth ripped flesh

The corpses, I’ll take them into my hall of bones

The slaughtered, the entrails, the guts will be my throne

Victims abound! Their wickness is my strength

Red moon beyond! Straight from the underworld

I’m creeping, the rain beats on rusty iron walls

The foul stench of my mouth, the abject evil calls

Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I’m the paradise

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight

I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I’m the paradise

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight

I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

Hymn of the damned! The fire burns the cries

Realm of the dead! Welcome mortality

My temple, unholy, the altar made of plagues

Your crosses, just dripping, religion – sick and fake

Hell ain’t a dream! Hot pits and freezing cold

Sin after sin! Your nightmare never ends

That oily machinery, cooled by the human sweat

I feed them with envy, the worms inside your head

Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I’m the paradise

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight

I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I’m the paradise

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight

I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

Soul after soul! My black wings cut the sky

Hatred so old! My long teeth ripped flesh

The corpses, I’ll take them into my hall of bones

The slaughtered, the entrails, the guts will be my throne

Victims abound! Their wickness is my strength

Red moon beyond! Straight from the underworld

I’m creeping, the rain beats on rusty iron walls

The foul stench of my mouth, the abject evil calls

Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I’m the paradise

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight

I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

Dark light! Blood is the currency, and I’m the paradise

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight

I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

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