| Sometimes the mist obscure my eyes
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| Sometimes the ancient grows dark inside
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| I call your name and your desire
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| The fiery look of your consciousness
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| It’s the most beautiful and intense
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| The seven star of babalon
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| Darkness requires the understanding beyond
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| your will to emerge as a source of nite
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| RIT.
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| A seductress a devouring force
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| She is the queen of Chaos the timeless fire
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| Through the gates of both death and darkness
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| She is the mother of nite, forbidden desires
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| She had alone the power to awaken
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| The inherent energies the temple of duality
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| The symbol of cipher, initiation of blood
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| The chants to empower the shape of demons
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| Your magical presence the place of desire
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| I call your entity invoking the pleasure (of flesh)
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| The ancient scent of sexual excitement
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| By flame I am consumed across the ecstasy of nite |