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Worshiping war, sowing discord
That's what you get when you get here
So, stay shut in a dark side
Reconsider your paradoxical thought
Don’t tell me about your superiority
Devil doesn’t give a fuck about you
There is too much bullshit where we are,
Feeded by the power of those lies
Paradoxical Warcult
This hell was made by you
Paradoxical Warcult
I won’t feel sorry for you
No tolerance for weakness
They never know what they want
We are the hate against this paradox
And this hell was made by you!
Emptiness, loneliness, fuck this all
We live in a strong men land
Above this existential conflicts of weak souls
Beyond all this senseless suffering
True warriors of evil
Just live your real lives without care
So, we are ahead of the dark force
The real power of war and hate
No tolerance for the weak
They never know what they want
No tolerance for the weak
Retract yourself to your insignificance
Worshiping war, sowing discord
That's what you get when you get here
So, stay shut in a dark side
Reconsider your paradoxical shit
Paradoxical Warcult
This hell was made by you
Paradoxical Warcult
I won’t feel sorry… Fuck you!
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