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Fall, fall, fall to the bottom of hell. Pool of blood, sea of fire and needle mountains.
Fall man to hell, fall fall, demons of hell are calling you. Pool of blood, sea of fire and needle mountains.
Can't you hear the groan of the dead? Fall, fall, the darkness of hell is boundless.
It is the lullaby of hell.
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Ο Μαξ ήταν εγωιστής.
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gelasame kai pali poli
Fall, fall, fall to the bottom of hell. Pool of blood, sea of fire and needle mountains.
Fall man to hell, fall fall, demons of hell are calling you. Pool of blood, sea of fire and needle mountains.
Can't you hear the groan of the dead? Fall, fall, the darkness of hell is boundless.
It is the lullaby of hell.
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We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
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Fall, fall, fall to the bottom of hell. Pool of blood, sea of fire and needle mountains.
Fall man to hell, fall fall, demons of hell are calling you. Pool of blood, sea of fire and needle mountains.
Can't you hear the groan of the dead? Fall, fall, the darkness of hell is boundless.
It is the lullaby of hell.
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