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Rotting Christ Ira Incensus

with fear Guilt is coming near Challenge me But don't judge me The tree of my pride Has grown up so wild I'm the one who endures Ira incensus All efforts

fear Guilt is coming near Challenge me But don`t judge me The tree of my pride Has grown up so wild I`m the one who endures Ira incensus All efforts