| Carrion the altar, in the temple of reformer
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| Guts of offering… Satan has worshipped in order
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| Ancient way to raise the force of evil
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| Goddamned desecration to ecoke the Devil
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| Beware the serpents… in the shadow of thy dreams
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| They are set io motion, to salute their master in devotion
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| In the house of torment, in the swing of death
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| Doze the reflection of embodiment of Seth
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| The extremist element of hell… is the impulse of sulphur smell,
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| praise the snake — beat your fear
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| Step forward — embrace the scales, compose the rhyme with bewitching strains
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| Enter the blackened garden — bleed for the oldest reptile, there is no light
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| It shall give you the eyes of delirium
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| Penetrate the mysteries — sing for the flames, baptize your bame with the agony
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| of sacrificial lust
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| Carrion the altar is you from thy dreams
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| You’re a chronic bastard, yet a lamb of god
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| In the house of torment, in the coffin of your death
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| Sleeps thy body without christraping flesh |