| Evil sick flames cast uncertain shadowsin the dimly lit Temple of
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| Anhur as we count the dead and vanquished by hacking off their
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| Phalluses and piling the severed hands before the living stone
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| Image of God
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| The shamed and humbled women of the subjugated kneel in hopeless
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| Aquiescence as we grasp them by the hair and force them to serve
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| Our father Anhur
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| Yea we impale them on the massive stone member of the Ithyphallic
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| War God until the backs of their throats are torn out and their
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| Bowels are ripped apart
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| One by one we force the female captives to serve the Ahati until
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| The Gods legs are awash with blood and his phallus drips with
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| Red and black gore Un snem sheth tesher mekhsefu parthal m aba
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| Neth Anhur
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| We lay our bloodstained weapons of Iron on the altar of Anhur and
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| His Seed blesses us with strength to slay our enemies Like as unto
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| Menthu we have become Ithyphallic
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| The mighty Sekhmet is with us |