| In this gloomy ravine where vanquished spirits
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| Gather to divulge the mighty anthem
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| Of devastation and ruin
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| I established the magical coven
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| On the illumination of the flickering candles
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| I summon thee, beholders of the enclosing darkness
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| Spirits of the fallen, triumph of serpents
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| I demand thee to arrive among my requisition
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| And look what the might shall bring forth
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| Magisterial splendour of witchcraft and pandemonium
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| Twilight in its ultimate climax
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| Embraces my stimulated body
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| With terminal, malicious revelation
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| Prelude of the forces of hellish cavalry arrive
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| Dreadful moon arises upon the midnight shore
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| Lurid consequence of twisted lore
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| Anquished souls wait in the flames of sorrow
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| And the taste of their blood in the Midnight Horror
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| Preductive reflect on the voluptous wine
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| Like portrait of the Devil in the lustrous shrine
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| Once in a millennium shall mortal
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| Distinquish this poisonous sign
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| This ferocious episode and foreboding
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| Symbols of fear and despite |