| Don’t retreat in the face of your soul death
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| Because it is receptacle of rot, which gives birth to life
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| Human soul will collapse, and there will be nothing after that
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| Only abomination and impurity
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| And soul will be reborn in filth as long as die again
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| Pass away those unmeasured depths
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| Left behind stars and material dimensions
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| Forward! |
| Through screams and howls
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| Fly! |
| Through dark chasms crawling with loathsome inmates
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| Come, touching voids by bare feet
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| Come, circumscribed the whole circle
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| Where no lights exist
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| Where million years immobility flew down from arch of labyrinth
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| Which is unachievable for the hands of time
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| Ancient fears are sleeping, but they still rule
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| Ancient Ones have left, but somebody still believes in them
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| Put your ear to the burial ground
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| And you will hear voices from the passed lives
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| And forgotten secrets go into the surface
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| Erase from the gravestones hundreds of thousands dead names
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| Farewell with Earth, be cursed and enter the gates
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| You’ll leave your past and pieces of flesh
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| You try to find afterlife, but found
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| Erase from the gravestones hundreds of thousands dead names
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| Farewell with Earth, be cursed and enter the gates
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| You’ll leave your past and pieces of flesh
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| You try to find afterlife, but found afterdeath |