Evil congregation born within my death Devil seeks my soul tries to steal my breath Fits of anger cry out as I spill my guts Vomit fills the air as the coffin shuts Possession Possession Mine eyes have seen the glory Of the coming of the dead They have ripped my heart out Stole my soul and took my every breath Ive lost the will to live or die Or follow in his ways His death is marching on
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