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...And into the corners of what is known and in order |
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You shall carry my voice |
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To awaken the Watery Serpent of Chaos |
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To swallow this world |
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For I am Death... |
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Disturbed in it's holy peace |
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Life taken from Death |
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Blood that is stirred in to butter |
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An image turned hostile |
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Shatter this mirror from which it mocks Thee |
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Misgrown diversity |
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Flaunting perversity |
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Vain existance where existance is Naught |
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Godless adverity |
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Broken Unity |
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Dividing the None into One |
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And the One into countless numbers |
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Slay them... |
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A countenance deformed, the grinning enemy |
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Waiting but to die |
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The None wants you back |
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For you are of me, and I am Death... |
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Aeons in perpetual rape and lament |
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Receive my deliverance |
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Welcome my redemtion |
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For I am joy, I am Death... |
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Join me... Die! |
