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rituals of the dead hand - the defiling days lyrics

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raw night air, foul with decay
canst thou smell the stench of despair

night is the hour of flight
under light of the crescent moon

we! own allegiance to none
we! the thieves and the scum
you! shall feel wrath and ruin
upon you we bestow our pain

“the defiling days now have come
pride and greed now turned into downfall
sleepless, we are the buckriders cult
in these times foul things come forth”

our retribution shall fester and spend unsettled malice
black, as the uncoming night

we’ll never come to light

here and now evil became stronger
then the oppressed men we once were
with hearts cold as death itself
we’ll never come to light again
we’ll never come to light again

- rituals of the dead hand

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