Akercocke

Akercocke - Epode lyrics

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Thinking of words
To describe you
No one can know
How much I trust you

Calling Satan
Master, dark deeds

Discarding the mask
Riddled with shame
I'm taking the task
Worthy to your name

Now I request you
To follow my every move
The more that I take from you
The stranger I become

Satan
Master
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Language: English

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