| By the blessing of shunned gods
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| The cord of life was deformed, twisted into a noose
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| To strangle the miscarriage of the I
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| Upon which he shall feast
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| That was spawned by the semen of horrors fertile
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| As his many limbs extend across the abyss
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| Thirteen horns and million tusks in a thousand jaws that breathe
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| Only to chew the chains that tie him to Assiah, and titan is their strength
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| Metamorphosphorous malformation
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| Yours is the call I follow
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| Astride the wings of Death
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| To the crossroads!
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| Malfeitor, the master and servant in unity
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| At one with the abyss when in your possession I am
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| Against the blindness of men thine eyes have been granted immunity
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| So that my sight be clear when wielding the sword of the damned
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| For I am begotten of the virgin whore
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| As truth and torment, priest and warrior
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| Now behold as I pervert and destroy their law
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| As the image of my phallus moists the labia of Shekinah
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| For dark are the desires that dwell within my heart
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| And the Devil is in my kiss…
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| Yes he is…
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| Malfeitor!
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| In your possession I am
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| Twilight god of transformation
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| At the crossroads we meet again
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| I’ll pace the path of madness with your banner held high
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| To the deaths head true
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| Yes, I am of my father, the Devil
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| And the lusts of my father I will do |