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Open hearts
To serve my demon needs
Bitter fruit
Hanging from the dried out trees
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
Pilgrims fare
To praise the shrine of pain
Under us
The sun is burning out
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
In the name of hate
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