Wipe that smile
off cynical face,
the wrinkles harm your perfect tie.

Unleash the beast
from your passive heart,
and let it spill all humanity's blood.
The flowing flood.

From the blood-red Sun
like a god-d___ed Son,
Yоu'd better run.

Your castle dwells
on martyr's bones,
with a nobleness
of graveyard stones.

Here comes the day,
the payback time
for Your Invisible Empire.
O, Unholy Sire!

From the blood-red Sun
like a god-d___ed Son,
Yоu'd better run.

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