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Warrior Sleep - The Vanta Lord
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Warrior Sleep The Vanta Lord

Warrior Sleep - The Vanta Lord
[OPEN SERMON: The Vanta Lord]

[Passage 1: The Vanta Lord]

I stole the life of my son
Then laid in his tomb
While the angels licked their blades
Inside of my mother's womb
Dying to burn my wings for my irreverence is true
My accursed halo's echoing a devilish tune
Agostinho
With me within you forever is soon
So stay resistant
Never listen, don't let hell be your muse
Don't make love to your demons
Escape from Satan's subdue
Do not believe in Judas' judgements
Or your cross will unglue
You revisionist degenerate
Imbalanced in his wishes
Desires flawed perfection
Drinks the chalice of affliction
Since you left The 4th Dimension
For this Atlas's conditions

[Passage 2: The Vanta Lord]
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