| Driven by insanity from your Holy Lord
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| Driven by the hate you breed
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| Covered in the gore…
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| Deep in the darkest waters that flood
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| Chunks of Christian body parts
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| Broken crown of thorns
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| Regurgitated insides cover the throne
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| Sigil of Baphomet emblazoned on your brow
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| Ride atop the blackened skies
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| Gazing at the pools of blood
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| Feeding the parts of Christ
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| To the faceless Lords
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| A steady thunder rumbles, the sky starts to darken
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| A horrid vortex opens and gushes forth the horror
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| Of hearts, brains, and kidneys — and strips of bloody flsh
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| A shower of eyeballs pound you and splattr on the ground…
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| Laughing at the ribcage of the departed Nazarene
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| A monument of triad failure
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| Walk amongst the wreckage of the shredded human meat
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| The blood is life and feeds the blackened fires
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| The blood that gushes from the Christian flock
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| Their agonizing screams fill the heavens
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| Dragging their souls to the chasms of darkness
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| Majestic on leathern wings
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| Descent…
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| On leathern wings
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| Darkness…
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| Lords of Hell of the left — I do summon infernal death
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| Lords of Hell in my mind — Unleash the carnage on the blind
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| Puke on the cross, witness our rites
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| Guard the angles, I do summon
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| With vengeful sacrifice, your flesh is minced to shreds
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| Cast into the vomit, your prayers are ignored
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| Upon the rising incense smoke, seek thine ancient hate
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| O mighty darkness, ascent into the heavens
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| Invoke the pentagram of the dark, inverted sanctuary
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| Stained in bloody dust, men will walk with blackened hearts
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| And lust amongst the shadows… |