Embodiment of Hate is what are my lord,
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Each of your ten horns makes war with the lamb,
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Blood is your prize,
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On war you ever feed,
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You shall magnify yourself above every god,
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All that dwell upon the earth shall worship thee,
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Mesmerized the earth,
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The death all bow before,
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This pain I deify (...)
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Here the time is unreal,
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Here eternity has a name,
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The death all bow before,
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You lift you sword against those who aspire to the light,
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Religions die and the holy power will keep silent,
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War is your prize,
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Through hell you ever live,
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The circle of fury that starts in hell and reaches earth,
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Turning man against his brother till man exist no more,
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Sorrow is your prize,
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Tears of blood is your gift,
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This pain I deify to the end of my days (...)
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Your Hate takes none alive,
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Exterminate divinities,
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Death to those who failed,
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Free from the Sun they live in hell,
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Enter the gates to hell,
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Where you with us dwell,
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Free the evil within,
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As you body rots away,
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Now the evil control the energy - the rest is dust and air,
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Tormented souls dream of vengeance through your lips they speak
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Cursed are the feeble for they shall be blotted out,
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Eyes cannot penetrate the light and darkness at down at endless night,
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Here the time is unreal,
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Here eternity has a name,
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The death all bow before,
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The Scrolls
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