.Lifeless symphonies playing on the last refrain
So malignant and cold
This is the music for the dead
And the primitive chords,
Embraces me like a cold winter storm
A symphony of destruction, a hymn of hate
Realizing that feelings comes from within,
Oh you hatred spirit!
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