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Born into the trench more than leather will be bent
Demons possess your soul now the night takes all control
Black damnation, black conjuration, black castration
The total hunger for the taste of death
The blood is dripping from your eyes
It stole your soul but it's not done yet
It won't stop until you die
Black damnation, black conjuration, black castration
