[Intro]
350 people were used to witchcraft of the weaklings
885 of those for sale
[Verse 1: AA]
These cracks of boozes, the master chooses
[?] bastard's clueless my suspicion of a legend is back to ruthless
Ampholytic [?] catholics
Or a dead end road, just let em go
[?] the new wiggling falling sickness
I'm sinfully unacceptable, kinda like bolding bitches
Innocent victims are cused in sale
On my [?] to fail [?] God to Hell
Am I taking everyone and the Christians in the pounds?
So let mе burn and I'll come back to life
Come back to front casting spеlls cuz I'm back from Hell
Snuff [?] righteous
Leave em lifeless cuz death is priceless
Behead the judge while he sniffs that [?] shit
Shredded with rusty sharp farming devices
Sliced and diced, I'm with that old school [?]
[?] A in your chest, so you knew who's the nicest
Murder's my price bitch
[Hook: AA]
No one knows what's in store
Nothing grows anymore
Blood flows forever more
It's the season of the wench
Blessing on the undamned
Lucifer shall stand
It's the master plan
It's the season of the wench
[Verse 2: C1N1K1LL]
It's Robert Englund, your [?] once C1N1K1LL is seeking
I'm walking with fatal angels to slither within the demons
[?] language and anguish is constantly underrated
Crucifying a nun, holding the [?]
Sailors betraying Satan cuz Mr. Balow's awaiting
For the coffins [?], visions like Carl Sagan
Witches get burned alive, Christian up to the sky
You don't wanna beat pagans, Phil Legrand's a disguise
Well as the fucking men who walk around with a pen
Chatting a quarry verse, looking the book of dead
First [?] opens a [?] reciting my evil babbles
It's time to attain the [?] are hidden within the paddle
Deleted [?] and defeated, C1N1K1LL is conceded
I'm feeling like in Norwegian, screaming without a reason
The bloody gallows we hallow over the sounds of [?]
Sing it with Double A, [?] in [?]
[Hook]
[Outro]
[?], I will take from you your [?], your pride, eventually your soul
350 people were used to witchcraft of the weaklings
885 of those for sale
[Verse 1: AA]
These cracks of boozes, the master chooses
[?] bastard's clueless my suspicion of a legend is back to ruthless
Ampholytic [?] catholics
Or a dead end road, just let em go
[?] the new wiggling falling sickness
I'm sinfully unacceptable, kinda like bolding bitches
Innocent victims are cused in sale
On my [?] to fail [?] God to Hell
Am I taking everyone and the Christians in the pounds?
So let mе burn and I'll come back to life
Come back to front casting spеlls cuz I'm back from Hell
Snuff [?] righteous
Leave em lifeless cuz death is priceless
Behead the judge while he sniffs that [?] shit
Shredded with rusty sharp farming devices
Sliced and diced, I'm with that old school [?]
[?] A in your chest, so you knew who's the nicest
Murder's my price bitch
[Hook: AA]
No one knows what's in store
Nothing grows anymore
Blood flows forever more
It's the season of the wench
Blessing on the undamned
Lucifer shall stand
It's the master plan
It's the season of the wench
[Verse 2: C1N1K1LL]
It's Robert Englund, your [?] once C1N1K1LL is seeking
I'm walking with fatal angels to slither within the demons
[?] language and anguish is constantly underrated
Crucifying a nun, holding the [?]
Sailors betraying Satan cuz Mr. Balow's awaiting
For the coffins [?], visions like Carl Sagan
Witches get burned alive, Christian up to the sky
You don't wanna beat pagans, Phil Legrand's a disguise
Well as the fucking men who walk around with a pen
Chatting a quarry verse, looking the book of dead
First [?] opens a [?] reciting my evil babbles
It's time to attain the [?] are hidden within the paddle
Deleted [?] and defeated, C1N1K1LL is conceded
I'm feeling like in Norwegian, screaming without a reason
The bloody gallows we hallow over the sounds of [?]
Sing it with Double A, [?] in [?]
[Hook]
[Outro]
[?], I will take from you your [?], your pride, eventually your soul
( Cinikill )
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