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Buried beneath the centuries, |
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memories of horrific prophecies, the word of god forced upon the weak |
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Acceptance, blinded they will be |
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Silent, the flesh withers away |
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Ra-Hoor-Khuit! cleanse us thy kingdom, defy this by fire and blood |
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My sanctum, this majesty of sin |
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These structures of malevolance inherit my darkened spirit |
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Storm the gates, spiral portal descends |
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I quicken with the burning of barren relics |
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Excoriate the myth, slaughter of their precious lamb |
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all is fading from the Osiris strain |
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Vengeance, our fucking vengeance |
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Christ, you are crucified once again |
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Now inverted, my dream unfolds |
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All has faded from the Osiris strain |
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The storm bleeds the frail light, |
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Above, beneath, all that lay beyond the heavens |
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Your beloved fixture of flesh and oak ingest the |
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silhouettes from below |
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Growing blacker... blacker... blacker.... blacker |
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Ebony is the colour of our salvation |
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Vengeance, our fucking vengeance |
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Christ, you are crucified once again |
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Now inverted, my dream unfolds |
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Tear down the walls of gold... |
