| A brooding spawn
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| It’s supremacy embedded in your skin
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| Carving our sacrament, unholy immaculate
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| Let your precious blood spill from out your wrist
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| As a sacrilegious insignia
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| A signature seamed unto human canvas
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| Amount yourself with venomous oil and be blessed with blasphemous virtue in the
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| iniquitous realm
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| Join us brood of heathens
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| Our transcendent cult behind the outermost void
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| Let thirst be quenched
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| As the ritual is now completed
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| For the life you live shall reign symbolic
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| The brooding spawn awoken
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| No longer bound by mortality
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| The spiritualist I’ve rites of the fallen
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| As your sanguine fluids flush
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| Your sinister reign will have no rest
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| Therefore you shall now be bound till quietus
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| Join us brood of heathens
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| Our transcendent cult begins the outermost void
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| Let the thirst be quenched
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| As the ritual is now completed
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| For the life you live shall reign symbolic |