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Born in Thee, in Thy name |
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In the serpent of the abyss, |
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in the spirit of chaos |
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Cursed before my birth |
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God isn't watching his image in me, |
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be couldn't recognize me as one of his find |
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In my anger I have closed my heart, |
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and taken the poison of the serpent |
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Through lambs blood in the darkness |
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as a son and a daughter of the Abriman |
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Show me your map, and I'll walk to its end, |
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as his spirit, as his voice... |
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The serpent of the abyss... |
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My open wounds are bleeding for you, my Lord |
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the rhalice of devotion will have a new content |
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And at the altar of the Morningstar, I drink deep |