See the beast in the forest of interchanging mirrors
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Feel the stinging breath of the hounds upon your neck
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Pouring ravenous from sky-cathedrals riddled with chthonic pulse
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Beyond the breaking point of human conceptions
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(Through the) dark embrasure....
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Crouch paralysed in the circle of salt and await the end
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Torch-beams glitter on the rust-caked torture implements
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The vile, barbed accoutrements of the chambers of agony
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Blind, slithering chains scatter the circle heaped around you
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The bloodstained hooks glide eagerly towards your flesh
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While you spit your soul into the filth
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Pull down the stars and brand them into the shrivelled eyes of God
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Grind the temples into gravel and tear his face with the shards
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Sunder the cross into thirteen stakes and pierce his emaciated flesh
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This is the promise of those who make us as insects
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Let Satan cling feebly to god, they shall be destroyed together
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All engulfing pain seeping through the vulnerable angles
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The hounds slip on the breath of night and vault the shadows
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While horrors whose face-tentacles twitch in eagerness
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Consume the crumbling idols of your gods...
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Human gods...
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All-too-human gods!
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Tindalosi be our salvation....
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Chained in the Damnation Asylum
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| Axis Of Perdition |
