| Circle me — Samael
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| Circle me — Lilith
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| Circle me — Azazel
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| Circle me — the King
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| You who laid down your bloody hand on my shoulder
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| The feeling it left is deeply rooted
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| In the heart and riverbeds of the soul
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| From where it shall never disappear
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| Circle me — Samael
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| Circle me — Lilith
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| Circle me — Azazel
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| Circle me — the master
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| Open the path to the nightside thrones
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| Embody your spirit in me
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| The flaming triangle: Father, mother and son
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| My body is the flesh-temple
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| Of Zabulus the king!
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| Let me drink your crimson wine
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| From the cup of damnation
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| It is like death, the well of the netherworld
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| Boiling, full of grief and pain
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| But i have to walk to the end
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| Search for your lost wisdoms
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| Explore every cave
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| It will be joyless, it will be lightless…
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| And it will be a lonesome journey
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| Everything dies in your hands, as do I
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| I’ll Vanish in your seas
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| From where i’ll rise once more
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| So be it…
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| I’ll walk with my body whipped
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| Along on your black sinister path
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| Carrying the cross of Saturn
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| On the withered leaves of life
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| Circle me — Samael
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| Circle me — Lilith
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| Circle me — Azazel
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| Circle me — in the void |