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Death to the angels
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years of torment
kneeled under the flaming cross
a world drowned in the blood
of a faith spoken in a dark past
die, angels that oppress even now
in the late hour that dwells
a planet in the hands of destruction
but it is nature, not God that screams
our mother cries savagely
trying to save her lost remains
but we, blinded like our ancestors
cover the land with the gloom of our own demise
the gods have died in this very day
celebrate the slow decade of man
but spare the nature that surrounds you
for the way of the water is the only way!
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- Fluerașu Petre
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