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Bloody Fate

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Bloody fate, written on the skin,
Every scar is a story that gnaws at the heart.
A black soul, like coal in a dark mine,
Forgotten the light, remaining only in a damned black hole.

Into dust, into dust, your soul...
Repent, cleanse your soul of filth,
But the hellish world has ground your white soul to dust.
Prayers are whispered, but their echo is dead,
Hope has died, only reality remains.

Only ashes in your eyes, only a moan in your voice,
You were once an angel, now you are only a demon.
The hellish world has swallowed you, leaving no trace,
Only a shadow wanders, seeking harm.

Into dust, into dust, your soul...
Repent, cleanse your soul of filth,
But the hellish world has ground your white soul to dust. Prayers are whispered, but their echoes are dead,
Hope is dead, only reality remains.

Blood on your hands, like a red river,
It flows through time, from afar.
You seek redemption, but it is not to be found,
Only eternal damnation, on the path to hell.

Into dust, into dust, your soul...
Repent, cleanse your soul of filth,
But the hellish world has ground your white soul to dust.
Prayers are whispered, but their echoes are dead,
Hope is dead, only reality remains.

Into dust... into dust... your soul into dust...
Hellish world... hellish world...
Forever... forever...
Into dust...
Into dust...

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Album - "Just Black"
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written by Faithhealer 2025