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Under cover of darkness |
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Born to the wickedness |
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They are marching on |
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Toward the gathering zone |
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Fascination and devotion in their eyes |
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Celebrating Darkness |
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Tranquillity and calmness on each face |
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Before joining the mass |
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Under cover of darkness |
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Advocates of Lucifer's power |
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Gathered around burning flames |
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To await the mysterious hour |
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Half-naked master |
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Now hits the gong |
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Half-naked master |
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Now raises his hands |
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The ceremony has begun |
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Time of worship |
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Dismal chants |
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Narcotic dance |
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The ecstasy of Pentagram is wafting all around |
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Surrounded by prayers |
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I am delighted |
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Lucifer! Hear my call! |
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Your presence will honour us all |
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Time of sacrifice |
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Spilled blood already found |
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The smell of opium and fertile wombs is wafting all around |
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It is night |
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The Devil's night |
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The words of a prayer |
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In nomine Satanas!!! |
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A response to the hell |
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In nomine Satanas!!! |
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The bible into flame has burst |
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The crucifix broken and cursed |
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All symbols of Jahwe |
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Downtrodden to the ground |
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In hatred toward the Nazarene painful pleasure we have found |
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It is time of vengeance |
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Time of pandemonic truth |
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Dancing demons I can see |
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From dead bodies blood flows free |
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When the ritual's fulfilled |
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Collective orgy in blood spilled |
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Living shadows cast by fire |
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Make much stronger our desire |
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Delight, magic, pleasure (from deep Hell) |
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For glory of our Master - Lucifer |
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The drawn-out sound of gong |
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Means the ritual has last too long |
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The hill is left without a trace |
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But the smell of pleasure remains |
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The shroud of darkness descends |
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And pale dawn slowly breaks |
