Quintessence
(Indisponível)
Eight miles deep the well forgotten by mortals
Oh, i drank it empty in one single sip
Eight miles wide the valley beyond all hope
Oh, i filled the whole with one single fist
Five million christians on a ride towards us
Oh, i slaughtered the bunch with one single hit (with my spear)
Five million women so alone in the night
Oh, i had them all satisfied profusely (every night by myself)
Ten thousand trolls hard as rock cold as ice
Oh, they ran when i rose to face them
Ten hungry waves they swallowed my ship
Oh, i steadily walked home (and i only got wet on my feet)
No single book were behelden by me
Oh, no question i cannot do answer
Only one single lamp do show me this way
And that is the eye of satan
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