| Near the voice of NASTUR in his almightyness hear the whispering afflicting
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| the crapulent stormrace in the middle of the unspeaking eye. |
| In the black
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| night maze !! |
| near the yell his breadth through his serpent-fangs…Tearing
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| the holy silence apart. |
| For the holy silence apart. |
| For the cursed faceless
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| one is processing the funeral sound of our almighty. |
| Blackend Hordes our
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| hate our wills are his power released for the glory of our redeemer.
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| Who has know all the evil before us,
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| The tyrannical secrets of time?
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| Though my match not the dead man that bore us…
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| Though the heathen outface and outlive us…
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| And our lives and our laughing are twain
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| Forgive us our virtues, forgive us our lady of pain.
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| DEATH FACELESS CHAOS
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| <<I am the master-spirit who live down below
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| Below any human kind, behind evevry sorrow
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| Down in hell my obscurity evolve in the way of hatred
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| For the splendour of torture and the joy of pain.
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| I m NASTUR the great black one king of the damned.
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| Prince of destruction through these arts
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| I puke my passion of uninvited dissection and drown myself into
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| putrefaction....>>
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| My delite of disgust my disgust of delight lead me to the
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| irremediable thought that all the one live the darkness.
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| In the middle of all lives the one who is all darkness.
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| And darkness will be eternalsince everyting bows before the lord !
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| Under the Nellish frozen chants of our demons.
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| The faceless one is processing through god’s own decandence !
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| Screaming to death, the laws of ouyr infernal chaos !
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| Die with company in eternal hell of the most tormented souls !!!
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| Who has know all the evil before us,
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| The tyrannical secrets of time?
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| Though my match not the dead man that bore us…
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| Though the heathen outface and outlive us…
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| DEATH FACELESS CHAOS.
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| Cursed faceless one defying the holy dogs.
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| DEATH FACELESS CHAOS.
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| The u<imate hammer of war in the face of god. |