| I have lain growing my force for one last search
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| Come one with inner demons, given death birth
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| And my back I shan’t turn
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| Thrust beyond and make return
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| Manifesting his aura…
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| Gliding this cortex I see the dream I choose
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| My body a mere vessel carrying you through
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| A clear foresight of a plague and a cure
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| A glimpse of true light reflecting from the impure
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| Ave Satan, my lantern in the dark
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| Through this offer, may our views become one
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| The unlight meditation shall bear its fruit
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| Preparing soulless coffins to unfold their truth
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| Weltering in putrefaction the faceless come born
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| Devouring nightmares bred deep into your souls
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| A glimpse of true light, the knives of my mind
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| With violence I strike, standing tall in your blood
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| Hear the bells of your doom declare my tide
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| For an hour of bright calamity
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| This is the wake of the black seed
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| The foul incubation complete
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| The release of the fume of the coffins
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| The release of the faceless of the deep
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| The gods which dwell within my church
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| The chaos in order emerged
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| Ave Satan… |