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Lost Soul

Profane Creation

Your time is up
The death arrive to catch you
It's time to pay for your sins
Which unrepented
You were convicted

Your soul will burn
The lament will acompany you
In the eternal suffering
You will be

You thought only in profit
Destructed the life
Polluted air
Slaves you do
Families in poverty you let
Only for your own benefit

Your soul will burn
The lament will acompany you
In the eternal suffering
You will be

Wander without destiny
In a world of agony
It's better to accostum
The hell is now
Your home






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