| Veni, domine liberator
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| Dona nobis potestatem
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| Te adoramus, veneramus
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| Dona nobis Scientiam
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| You’re the Horned god of the Witches
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| You’re the adored Templar’s Idol
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| You’re the father Withra of all of us!
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| You’ve got different faces and powers
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| We’ll awake you with sex and prayers
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| To help us make gold, oh Lord Moon’s Diyer!
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| Calling you I ride the lighting
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| Praying you to set me free
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| When I invoke you I reach the power
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| In your light my mind is free
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| Only you give the solution
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| Helping us to accomplish the great work
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| You will open the Arcane Doors of the Sacred Reign
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| And through the baptism of fire
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| Mete will make all things blossom
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| I abjure my faith for yours, for all pleasure!
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| Calling you I ride the lighting
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| Praying you to set me free
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| When I invoke you I reach the power
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| In your light my mind is free
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| You bring the sign of the Holy Star
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| Your bosom feeds the Eternal Light
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| You show the moon of Chased and Geburah
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| Solve et Coagula, Oh Baphomet!
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| Calling you I ride the lighting
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| Praying you to set me free
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| When I invoke you I reach the power
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| In your light my mind is free |