| O Mighty Watcher!
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| Thou art all and all art in Thee
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| free me from mortals
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| intoxicate with Thy self love
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| O Mighty Sentinel!
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| Thou art the concious one
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| break the monotony ov existence
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| that I may illuminate!
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| uncrowned in Tarterean Sulphur
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| elder than the Memphian kings
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| Thy reign so timeless and infinite
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| ever silent watchers, whom mankind yet aches to embrace
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| grand me Thy Promethean rays
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| blacker than light…
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| cunquering lion-headed god
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| by the name ov Legion dost Thou arrive
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| Thou hast seen the prophets in the desert
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| Thou hast bled for the fallen idols from beyond
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| prevailing stregth hath made Thee greater
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| than the god…
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| from amongst the million dead angels army
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| Azazel, begotten not ov human race
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| honour the divinity vision ov victorious sun
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| open wide your glimmering eyes
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| bathe in divinity ov loneliness
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| empowered in self creation
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| shine inward!
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| Shemyaza! |
| the profoundest one
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| spread Thy wings
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| the desolate one
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| Thy disease untamed within the sinister self…
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| O Mighty Watcher!
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| Thou art all and all art in Thee
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| free me from mortals
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| intoxicate with Thy self love
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| O Mighty Sentinel!
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| Thou art the concious one
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| break the monotony ov existence
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| that I may illuminate!
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| beyond all cowardness!
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| hast Thou no fear?
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| spit out the blasphemy!
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| strive unto sin…
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| seduce Thyself
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| o mighty seer!
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| the ancient voyager
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| blind me with light
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| the sleepless ones
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| in aimless andering
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| Thou must first fall
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| to reign in blasphemy… |