| On this important night of the year
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| I speak again those obscure words
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| This thime, there is more rapture
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| More assertiveness in my voice
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| I step closer to the border
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| Approaching the kliphothic deep
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| And fortify my prayer
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| With full dedication on my lips
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| Wth my will i command
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| May the stone move aside
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| From the mouth of the tunnel
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| And let the venom of our God run free
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| Vibrations in the air
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| The burning breath of the demon
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| O reflection of the chaotic sea
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| Follow the command of my chants
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| In the temple of the silent curses
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| I spread the terror of darkness
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| Spitting the venom of our awesome God
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| In the face of Creation
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| «Veni Belsebuth, per Adonai Sathanas
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| Adonai Lucifer, Adonai Azazel!
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| Veni Belsebuth, per Adonai Sathanas
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| Adonai Lucifer, Adonai Azazel!»
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| In the temple of the silent curses
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| I spread the terror of darkness
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| Spitting the venom of our awesome God
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| In the face of Creation |