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We are gathering you
To steal the light
Darken the skies
And bring up the night
Your life's real perception
Is not going to work
We dominate your thoughts
We teach you the futhark
We are the first and the last
To rule you all by one single religion
And now you're understanding
The true meaning of life
The balance of the essence
Even afterlife
Can you see the clouds taking forms above your head
Taking you tears, and making them our needs
Let yourself be carried to this limbo of perdition, creeper perfection
The creeper has taken control my dear, no one here gets out alive!
Can you see the clouds taking form above you head
Taking you tears, and making them our needs
Let yourself be carried to this limbo of perdition, creeper perfection