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I am SheLilith |
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Mistress of the dark |
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Of ShebaFirst offender |
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And succour to demons |
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Whose sweet seductions and wicked rites |
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Lead all too enslaved by the flesh |
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To trespass against |
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God's holy law |
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And tonight |
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I come for you |
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Midnight strikes, the candles sputter |
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Muttering their recking spells |
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I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter |
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These words i speak are gates to |
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HellCasus belli |
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In hoc signo vinces |
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Veritas vos liberabit |
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Casus belli |
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In hoc signo vinces |
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In aeternum, amen |
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The scent of death is rent |
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In this ornamental verse |
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In ventures down the centuries |
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Tormenting me with secrets so anathema |
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And now the fires grate |
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I must relate, to end this curse |
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I'll break through spires to escape my fate |
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Am I too late or just perverse? |
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Midnight strikes, the candles sputter |
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Muttering their recking spells |
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I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter |
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These words i speak are gates to |
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HellSo the blight begins |
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Near the woodland of a frightened village |
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Where the rites of unimaginable sin |
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And the howling on the wind |
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Chills the blood for fear of spillage |
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Where nightfall used to be |
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Blessed with best tranquility |
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Its no caressed by misadventure |
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Templars from the crusades |
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Have birthed a church, more masquerade |
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In which they worship mass dementia |
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They came from dust and flame |
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By the Red |
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Sea on dead shoresfleeing claims of blasphemy |
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And bestiality |
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Devils fed them back to us |
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Knights of holy wars, inviting hordes |
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Of grim infidelities |
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In the grip of cryptic lands |
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And desert sands |
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They found just causeand midst their entourage |
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Under stars |
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They Bought relics and parts |
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Of saintsAnd evil left to clerics charge |
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With Muslim plunder they built their sect |
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To the composite |
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BaphometAn androgynous sphinx, open, erect |
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Universal in its closet display |
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Spawn of Lilith and |
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SamaelFirst offender and the snake |
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In thrall like pawns beneath its spell |
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The templars grew to astute surrender |
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Sabbatical, fanatical |
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They Adorned its monstrous bur |
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Whit a kings ransom of |
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Easter jewels |
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The embodiment of beast and lust |
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Many moons the proved the boom |
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Of immutable beautiful |
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Darkness ever-afters |
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Then one eve when the ancient trees |
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Outside, drew back, unnerved |
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The pleas form those impatient teased |
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Something from the black beyond of nowhere |
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A stunning woman, summoned |
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Comming scimitar-curved |
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Statuesque, but living flesh |
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Draping nakedness about their pagan saviours |
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She came Lilith, a perfect myth |
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The scarlet whore |
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Skinned in magnificence |
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In her defense |
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She only slew a few of theme |
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Born of a sacrifice, a virgins price |
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For the merging with a |
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GoddessShe prowled the world again |
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Enslaving man |
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With the surging of her bodice |
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Midnight strikes, the candles sputter |
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Muttering their recking spells |
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I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter |
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These words i speak are gates to |
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HellCasus belli |
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In hoc signo vinces |
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Veritas vos liberabit |
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Casus belli |
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In hoc signo vinces |
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In aeternum, amen |
