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Master of great mysteries beneath, |
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Downwards I sink into absolute Avichi |
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Temple of blackened density |
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It takes me in, |
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Absorbs me in sin, |
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Death cannot free me from what burns within |
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This vicious energy, |
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Blesses in complete enmity |
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Here my will to power is unbound and hideously displayed |
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Let matter move unto me, |
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Fashioned according to my seven flames |
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Esoteric is the air I breathe, |
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Unknown to the pleasantly meek |
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The darkness emanating from my being, |
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Lies in the sinister comedy |
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As I am allowed to flourish, |
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And give rise to supreme animosity |
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Ravishing is the absolute which allows a fractal such as I to loom below |
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Evil is reaped from evil sown |
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Malice serves as the bride unto Satan |
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Creation pustulates by the presence of my cruel intentions |
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By my lust in blooms in debauchery, |
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Whores of the earth lie raptured |
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in my sacral vortices |
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The daughters of men writhe in sexual frenzy, |
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As heaven withers through sheer abandonment |
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I marvel at this exponential separation, |
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At the Kaivalya of my own becoming, |
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Darkness immortalizes my satanic essence, |
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As evil now pervades all worlds unto the next |
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Enter my flesh Legion at will! |
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My spirit I offer unto the triumph of hell! |
