| Glory… endless is my holy pride
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| Yet trapped in madness and misery divine…
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| So strongly chained to evil!
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| I am blessed with the curse of sight…
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| And my eyes bleed!
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| For they are indeed impaled by a strong light
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| …of sinful joy!
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| This revelation, this curse…
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| It has killed me… a thousand times!
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| A divine circle of death and rebirth…
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| To malform the son of a whore!
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| I feel the touch and it’s mystery
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| Behold, it has made me holy in my quest
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| …and I am evil, thus wounded…
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| And driven to spit at your sins!
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| Memories, reminders… Mystérion!
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| Total submission of my divinity…
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| Denial of the flesh, denial of the cunt…
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| I am the cold seed of Satanas!
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| …And with overwhelming pride
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| I fall unto my knees
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| To banish all that i have gained from life…
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| For I am but a slave!
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| I have the age and pride of a god
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| Nevertheless, I am but a slave!
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| Endlessly tortured with salvation…
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| Forever chained! |