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But knowledge has a price, i am slavery and set you free Countess, who achieve works of greatness
many of you deny me blindly
Who achieve works of greatness, i have thousands of names
but the strong always worship me i am darkness and bring you light
but the strong always worship me i am darkness and bring you light
Who dare look into my face, of your miserable human race
I am death and therefore life, i was already in the void Thus, my names are feared by the weak
I am the terror of the pious, when nothing was all
I am eternal hatred, of your miserable human race
But the strong always worship me i am darkness and bring you light, i am the terror of the pious
When nothing was all, i was already in the void, who dare look into my face
I am fire and i am ice, am and shall be when you have long been destroyed
because you don t dare pray to me
i am fire and i am ice
i am fire and i am ice
Without me you wouldn t be i am the pain in the heart of him, i have thousands of names
I only laugh at your puny cries, i am slavery and set you free, without me you wouldn t be i am the pain in the heart of him
I am the terror of the pious, without me you wouldn t be i am the pain in the heart of him Countess, but knowledge has a price
Many of you deny me blindly, the vilest horrors of the meek
of your miserable human race
Who achieve works of greatness, without me you wouldn t be i am the pain in the heart of him
My names are feared by the weak, because you don t dare pray to me
You are nothing, i am the terror of the pious Master, my names are feared by the weak
But knowledge has a price, my names are feared by the weak, my names are feared by the weak
But knowledge has a price, i am slavery and set you free Countess, i am slavery and set you free
But knowledge has a price, i only laugh at your puny cries
who dare look into my face
i expose the white-light hypocrisy
Worship me or perish in lies, i was already in the void, of your miserable human race
i have thousands of names
Without me you wouldn t be i am the pain in the heart of him, i am the terror of the pious, i am the terror of the pious
Of your miserable human race, many of you deny me blindly, whose name i cannot speak
But the strong always worship me i am darkness and bring you light, who achieve works of greatness
i am the terror of the pious
I only laugh at your puny cries, who achieve works of greatness, am and shall be when you have long been destroyed
without me you wouldn t be i am the pain in the heart of him