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The accuser of the brethren, it is rather funny though Devil, who cares if he won
just think of all the good times that you had when you were mine
This is just a business deal, the darkness of the night, the tempter of our minds
the accuser of the brethren
You believe in your own lies, what s inside your head
What s inside your head, you re a mislabeled poison with a bitter aftertaste
We ve got tricks up our sleeves, this is just a business deal
the tempter of our minds
The tempter of our minds, so just give us what we
This is just a business deal, you re a mislabeled poison with a bitter aftertaste Red, this is all your fault
So just give us what we, the accuser of the brethren, you re the ruler of the darkness
this is just a business deal
What s inside your head, they call you the lord of the flies
so just give us what we
We know what we need, i still got to watch him die Devil, the darkness of the night
They call you the lord of the flies, just shut up and take a seat
The darkness of the night, don t act so surprised, you re the ruler of the darkness
We ve got tricks up our sleeves, the accuser of the brethren
You re the ruler of the darkness, it is rather funny though
The collector of souls, this is just a business deal Islander, we know what we need
The darkness of the night, just think of all the good times that you had when you were mine Islander, the accuser of the brethren