| Open the arcane
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| Wisdom of thy design
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| Black God
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| And thy might of inquiry
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| An earthly truth I seek
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| For knowledge is placed within
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| The self of flesh and bone
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| Invocation is of the past
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| For what the world holds to be just and pure
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| Are only created among unwise men
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| I speak the truth, the words of the rational
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| These are the words of Satan
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| Liberty chants the scriptures of Satan
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| I see idols of human creation
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| None that contain celestial powers
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| Ironic that people fear divine nature
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| An aura not of this world
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| Yet created here
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| None shall be suppressed
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| By the rules of tradition and dogma
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| That has no truth
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| Or validity
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| Possessed and entwined with secrets
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| Knowledge of the truth
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| Blind from all
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| A field for sheep
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| Man must destroy the ones of the church
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| All symbols, text, and flesh shall burn
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| Divine nothingness; |
| blaspheme the one on the cross
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| An aura of deceit, grime, and corruption
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| History shall be made
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| Forever shall I invert the right-hand path ways
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| I question all creations and teachings
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| From God
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| An earthly presence without existence
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| I chant the scriptures of Satan
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| Liberty chants the scriptures of Satan
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| Invoke the words from within, freedom |