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Evil's Reborn From The Dark

from Scraps of a Being by Chemical Disaster

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Darkness is a morbid salvation;
black bitches bark into the night.
Shady breeze casts - in my eyes
corpses that mock before the stars.

A tragedy?... No!... Madness!
Getting a life whisper in this grave.
When the night comes, I awake,
searching for my meal, my nectar.

"Under sunbeams dies the sneakin´ dog..."

The sun rises, so I retreat;
I lulled on my bed´s breeze.
In the grave I rest, I´m the Prince of the Dark.
Just afraid of the light, which emerges.

Such as Satan inciting the World,
kiss the virgin who succumbs,
sipping blood, sucking life.
In my alcove forget I the coming day.

"Under sunbeams dies the sneakin´ dog..."

I´m the Prince of the Dark.

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from Scraps of a Being, released October 1, 2000

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Chemical Disaster Santos, Brazil

Members:
Luiz Carlos: Vokills
Fernando Nonath: Guitar
Ricardo Lima: Guitar
Fabio Brunelli: Bass
Arthur Justo: Drums

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