| In the end, a new era beckons
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| Settling the foundation of an infernal dimension of wrath
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| A revelation strikes with new awareness upon the masses
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| Veil of darkness unravel, a horrific sphere unfolds
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| An altering of the senses — to discover
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| What is behing light, beyond celestial slavery
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| Entangles the mind in dark waves, fiery & monotonous
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| Deep is the well of dark mystery
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| The enlightenment of madness presents itself
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| On the soil above a lower world
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| In everlasting ebony shades of the damned
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| Choirs of madness chant in agonny, as blood
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| Flows furiously (through my veins)
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| Blurred visions — through a smoke-filled sky
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| With fists clenched, I gaze on through the ugly
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| The only right path
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| The surge of deconstruction casts light aside
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| The summoning at last
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| Deceiver — pioneer of this insight
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| Consume what is of joy
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| Consume what is of joy!
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| And enless rage until we dance on the hypocrites' grave
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| Step on the crucifix
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| Ans speak the tongue of blasphemy
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| The shivery
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| Crawling, freezing through the innards & up the spine
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| The separating of this shell of flesh
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| & a dark spirituality
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| Do I believe?
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| It believes in me |