| Chant of Golgotha |
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| Lightray reflector I feel you fallen one |
| Your grace clad misery I hear the whisper of your wings |
| You non-caressed son of the sun |
| Black as tar, ye serpents are |
| Black as tar is the morningstar |
| My blood shall be my memory |
| My body shall be the earth |
| And prophet still, angel or devil |
| Yeliel come unto me |
| Chant of Golgotha |
| Defiled yet purified |
| From upon thine rosen pillars |
| Beneath the garden of the first grave |
| ANIMAS SECRE GENGES HARATHAMAM PAXONYON SARIB SYMPILIA CERVEL |
