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The metal tiger's still yawning in Hell, and it's so close
Powerless ghosts are giving up the fight, they know they'll die
The former martyrs still crushing their lives like making jokes
The coldest wind I ever felt just comes to make dust fly

Devil !
Tonight, I'm calling your name
Devil !
Tonight, I jump in your game

Cannibals are dancing like birds crashing in their cage
The mechanized snakes always whistle : they're waiting for me
The beating hearts of bloodstained victims are hanged on sharpened hooks
Now in the wings of death, Shadow is devouring me !

Devil !
Tonight, I'm calling your name
Devil !
Tonight, I burn in your Hell

Deep inside forgotten crypts, the Beast is savouring the corpses
Of women and of children first
We know their flesh is more delicious
Deep inside forgotten crypts, the Beast is savouring the corpses
Of women and of children first
We know their flesh gives much blood

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