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damned with me Laugh at them as they forgive me Mothers eyes are sparking diamonds Still the moon shows no likeness Roses wither may god deliver The rake at the gates of hell
I was waiting on a moments But the moment never came All the billion other moments Were just slipping all away I must have been tripping (Was just slippin
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Hell's gates open with a dream Feel the fire lick your body clean Hell waits the time is soon at hand Hell's gates will open where you stand Another
silver and gold And asked for it in writing She looked at me with fearful eyes and said "And then I saw the blood coming" The gates of Hell open for
to tell None shall find the keys To set their spirits free From the seven gates of Hell The seven gates The seven gates The seven gates... The seven gates of Hell
say can change the way that I've lived my life When you hear me knocking at the gates of hell tonight You know I'll be knocking at the gates of hell tonight
will do so Keep in mind that everywhere we're sure to find them we wipe out our tribe Opening the gates of hell We're opening the gates of hell
damned with me Laugh at them as they forgive me Mothers eyes are sparking diamonds Still the moon shows no likeness Roses wither, may God deliver the rake At the gates of hell
Valhalla the Gods awaits me Open wide Thy gates, embrace me Great hall of the battle slain With swords in hand All those who stand on shore Raise high
Start another one I got a Hell for sale Come down, you won't believe it Hell for sale, you can buy it Hell for sale, I know you won't leave it Hell
Gates of Hell Proud we stand, in the Devil's land At the Gates of Hell Forever bound by SatanA's spell At the Gates of Hell I have felt Hell callning
And if you see me losing ground Don't be afraid to lie I know the pain inside my heart Can't break the fear inside of yours And if you see me losing
Dig yourself a shallow grave Your life is not the legacy of honor You would dig six feet for Broken is the way you came And broken is the way that you
It's in this wake that I find myself Losing the will to resume this Hell When every breath is a dying wish It's harder to follow the point of this This