| Slow marching procession, a mob carrying their guns
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| Fast-ascending trio, the Father, the Blade, the Son
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| Unearthly presence of demons, protecting the One
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| Come, Chant, Let’s Darken All Colour, Atop The Mountain Of Horror
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| THE MOUNTAIN OF HORROR! |
| WHERE EVIL CLAIMS ALL OF YOU
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| THE MOUNTAIN OF HORROR! |
| EVERY NIGHT THERE IS BLOOD TO BE SPILLED
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| God-fearing men, shrouded in Sanctity
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| The Wraiths have no qualm, they drown them in Misery
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| The child’s black eyes mirror Ecstacy
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| Father! |
| I darken each Colour, Atop the mountain of horror
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| Terrified, the puny ones, offer themself to His Light
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| The demons rejoice «Bathe in his Darkness' Might»
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| The Vessel grins, «This wretched world is Mine!»
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| I Drain ALL colour Starting from the Mountain of Horror!
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| THE MOUNTAIN OF HORROR! |
| WHERE EVIL CLAIMS ALL OF YOU
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| THE MOUNTAIN OF HORROR! |
| EVERY NIGHT THERE IS BLOOD TO BE SPILLED |