| Suffering is a gift of the higher
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| To punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity
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| The earth will disclose the blood shed on it
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| And will no longer cover its slain
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| How manifold are your works?
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| In wisdom you cursed them all
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| Sick creeping things innumerable
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| The earth is full of your failures
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| Like a Hawk I peck at the eyes
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| My wings in the face blind him
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| With my claws I tear out the flesh
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| I spit on your crapulous creeds
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| I give unimaginable joys on earth
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| Certainty, not faith, while in life, upon death; |
| ecstasy
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| Nor do I demand aught in sacrifice
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| Those who enslave themselves to the undead
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| Will be banished when the Sun shall fully rise
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| Only when they’re all gone can we truly become as
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| «A strong Man who goeth forth to do his Will»
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| The Equinox of the Gods has come as it does every two thousand years
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| Sweeping away the darkness of the old ways
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| Where once blazed the Cross of Suffering
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| As the Sun of Beauty now there is the Crowned and Conquering Child
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| Whose message is «Grace from Within»
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| The Kingdom of strength that is within you
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| The dreams through fire, The visions of intellect
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| The child of thy bowels, He shall behold them |