| numbered as one, deliverance begun
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| the will of the serpent be done
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| mankind turns to thee so bless them to see
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| thy kingdom is endless to be
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| thy ten horns erect, great dragon elect
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| will of the nameless divine
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| each sphere unite, the day and the night
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| to perfect the point of the nine
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| reality cleaver, come to me!
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| black and white united to gray
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| each god a yoke of it’s time
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| blinded masses reach out in dismay
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| for what they consider sublime
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| proud northern star seen from afar
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| a new god for each race of man
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| cosmic design by chaos refined
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| a lucifer your darkness to ban
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| serpent deceiver, anointed reliever
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| mistress of man and lover of eve
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| begetter of qayin, the reality cleaver
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| seven christs their crowns to receive
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| when all is said and all is done
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| and god is dead and forgotten
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| an ungod in each daughter and son
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| proclaiming your false gods as rotten |