| Across the first abyss a raven in flight
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| Closing in on the black sun
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| Crossing the veil to Thagirion’s night
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| The beast and I turn into one
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| Born anew in the sun of Sorath
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| A child of the nightside of life
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| Sucking the nurturing milk of pure wrath
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| A passage of unholy strife
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| Glek-ya, sol nox, vril-ya, Sumer!
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| Glek-ya, sol nox, vril-ya Drakon!
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| Vril-ya, sol nox, an-sa, Aur- an!
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| Vril-ya, sol nox, an-sa, Sorath!
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| Rays that turn me to what I was not
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| Grace… of all forces the dragon begot
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| Piercing, tearing
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| My soul into unified fragments
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| Scorching, torching
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| The flame that will forge the self into one
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| Love! |
| I have dug myself into its core
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| Dove! |
| Of the blackest, unholiest war
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| Reaping, keeping
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| My oath to the darkest of forces
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| Flaming, blaming
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| Your gods for being the truest of whores
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| Born from the seed of the poison of God
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| Received by the womb of devotion
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| Dancing in frenzy and dripping in blood
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| To lift the raven of dispersion
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| Child of the dark gods, reborn in Thagirion
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| Entering the chamber of self
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| As Samael and Eisheth Zenunim’s son
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| In balance with the centre of Sheol |