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The lake of flames...

She sleeps beside the ravens grave
Singing silent serinades,
That nobody can explain
And until he awakens her pain
His constant nightmares,
Keep shaking her faith,

And Jesus cries in shame
Evil  is her middle name
You have no faith
Burn in hell,
This is your lake, Your lake of flames...

A screaming widow
Sleeps alone,
Creating illusions bleeding
And stoned,
And until she sees your vains
Shes going to lead you
To your grave......

And Jesus cries in shame
Repeat fade...

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