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The Purest Strain of Hate - Thy Art Is Murder
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The Purest Strain of Hate Thy Art Is Murder

The Purest Strain of Hate - Thy Art Is Murder
[Intro]
Repressed
The darkness burns
A fallen figure left to desecrate
Exiled
Absolved of the light I am the purest strain of hate
I am the purest strain of hate

[Verse 1]
Carved skin
Engraved with endless sorrow
Degenerated, tortured soul
Unconsecrated
Filth discarded
Despiser of all things above and below
Relentless chaos
Endless suffering
Broken bodies
Seen as the deceased

[Chorus]
Unholy savior
Wretched conspiracies
In the tyrant's hands
Slaves you shall be
Slaves you shall be
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