Song parody of
Gloria Victoria
by Syfo Dias
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Reduce me to euphoria, I see Gloria, Victoria
Enter the portal, all so cordial
Blood gets warm, I transform,
Touch memoria, my mind historia
Universe observer, spiritual researcher
God's nectar sovereignty, escaping reality
Feels good to be king, invincibility sting
On my hand that feeds the hole
I'm not counting the death toll
Of thoughts that passed away, don't keen
Jesus died For somebody's sin
But not for mine, He already resigned
It's the age of the loner, there is no faith donor
Illusion contradiction, emotional conviction
Back to reality, a masterful fatality
I'm burning in the land of Soul crematoria
They ran out of my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... Reduced to dysphoria
Reduce me to euphoria, I see Gloria, Victoria
Touch memoria, become historia
Don't take me back
To the Soul Cremoatoria
They ran out of my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
Out of the portal, back to the mortal
One step further, present is my murderer
Fallen, in the abyss of filth
Eaten by the worms, that I caress and breed
Ripping my flesh, playing chess on my chest
Cold and pale, in my throne of dirt
Selling my soul is my last resort
Poison in my veins and I'm no longer king
Death is my comfort, I need one last sting
Burning in the land of soul crematoria
They conquered my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
Reduce me to euphoria, I see Gloria, Victoria
Touch memoria, become historia
Don't take me back
To the Soul Cremoatoria
They ran out of my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
Reduce me to euphoria, I see Gloria, Victoria
Enter the portal, all so cordial
Blood gets warm, I transform,
Touch memoria, my mind historia
Universe observer, spiritual researcher
God's nectar sovereignty, escaping reality
Feels good to be king, invincibility sting
On my hand that feeds the hole
I'm not counting the death toll
Of thoughts that passed away, don't keen
Jesus died For somebody's sin
But not for mine, He already resigned
It's the age of the loner, there is no faith donor
Illusion contradiction, emotional conviction
Back to reality, a masterful fatality
I'm burning in the land of Soul crematoria
They ran out of my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... Reduced to dysphoria
Reduce me to euphoria, I see Gloria, Victoria
Touch memoria, become historia
Don't take me back
To the Soul Cremoatoria
They ran out of my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
Out of the portal, back to the mortal
One step further, present is my murderer
Fallen, in the abyss of filth
Eaten by the worms, that I caress and breed
Ripping my flesh, playing chess on my chest
Cold and pale, in my throne of dirt
Selling my soul is my last resort
Poison in my veins and I'm no longer king
Death is my comfort, I need one last sting
Burning in the land of soul crematoria
They conquered my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
Reduce me to euphoria, I see Gloria, Victoria
Touch memoria, become historia
Don't take me back
To the Soul Cremoatoria
They ran out of my veins, Gloria, Victoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
I'm ... reduced to dysphoria
