Deicide - Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon Lyrics

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Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon

Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon By Deicide?
Shunned from the light
Born into darkness never knowing Infant enshrined Spawn of the alter, crush mankind Never will they see you lurking in my shadow Unbenign the hands of god Nummified existence, knower of the wicked Prophesizing flesh of me Daemon call thee ancient, travel unto Satan Bring a forth the blood red sea Evil seed, injected Daemon freed, the calling Demon Lord, master Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Pulled back through time Existence of god you're never knowing Evil unwind Exit the womb, your life is mine Never will they see you lurking in my shadow Unbenign the hands of god Nummified existence, knower of the wicked Prophesizing flesh of me Daemon call thee ancient, travel unto Satan Bring a forth the blood red sea Evil seed, injected Daemon freed, the calling Demon Lord, master Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon |
Who Wrote Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon By Deicide?
Brian Hoffman, Eric Hoffman, Glen Michael Benton, Steven Kenneth Asheim
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What's The Duration Of The Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon By Deicide?The duration of Satan Spawn, The Caco-Daemon is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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