| Lo and behold — from self-aware to utterly nameless
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| To crowned and announced from a maggot-eaten tongue — a monument
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| Erected to death and despair on every plane of being
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| In the walls inbetween she walks like the hungry dead
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| Ophidian huntress of nightmares eternal
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| Rotten flesh among seeds of death, dominion over all
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| Devoured as man is made god among those eyeless
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| Sedition oh holy are the ways taken when man and beast are united!
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| A bleeding eye above and roots below alight
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| The firmaments of life sundered with fires born of slain infancy
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| In hoc signo vinces — a lustful god piercing heaven with horned brow!
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| In hoc signo vinces — a brass ox anointed in sea of tears!
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| Immaculate and glorious, rendered thrice blessed and elevated
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| The oldest pillar is cleansed in bitter waters
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| A hateful extension from venomous husks to immaculate naught
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| A bridge to holiest void and paradise perceived through blackest will
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| Within infected chthonic viscera, an unsung song once heard
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| Two horns made in the image of both life and death
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| The withered breath of azoth dried in a dessicated godhead
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| All centered upon the portculis of faith, those thirsting made witness
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| As I vomit upon the mithra, what remains are forever gone
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| And the deathly waters submerges the self completly |