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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 that was spawned |
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By the semen of horror's fertile |
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As his many limbs extend across the Abyss |
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Thirteen horns and a million tusks |
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In a thousand jaws that breathe |
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Only to chew the chains that tie him to Assiah |
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And titan is their strength |
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Metamorphosphordus malformation |
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Your's 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 |
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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 philius 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 death's head true |
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Yes, I am of my father the Devil and the lusts of my father I will do |
