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"Daemon's Claw" lyrics

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"Daemon's Claw"

Many scripts I wrote about the way to torture the holy
My soul's still hungry...
I cannot turn around... try to forget it

I came out nowhere, born from ashes
My blood's boiling, inside me, the demon of anger I'll always be

Reaper of morality
I'll take your forevermore
Bringer of agony... die by the demon's claw

Frozen memories of what they did to me are ripping me from inside
Am I born to kill?

Occult powers are not even enough to appease my dementia
I am a infernal breed, forever condamned to hell


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album: "XES Haereticum" (2004)
Enthroned - XES Haereticum album cover
Crimson Legions
Dance Of A Thousand Knifes
Last Will
Blacker Than Black
Vortex Of Confusion
Daemon's Claw
Night Stalker
Seven Plagues, Seven Wrath (Xes Revelation)
Hellgium Messiah
Crucified Towards Hell
(Bonus Track)
Under The Guillotine
(Bonus Track)
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