Under the moonlight,
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bitter falls a tear
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over the face of memories.
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Oh, shining blade!
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Cut my flesh,
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so that be the Sacred Fire
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nourished by my vital fluid.
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And you! Spirits of the Air,
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leave smoke as a sign of my rite.
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Stone after stone,
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I create my Lucus
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and so I divide
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the world of human dimension
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from the one of Gods.
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How wonderful falling into this darkness.
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Blow up the last torches
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and shut up your eternal chant.
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Lucifer!
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Helel Ben Shahar.
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Shining Master of light,
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Prince of dawn,
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wipe the shadows out of my spirit,
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banish weakness from my body,
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give me the strangth of Power,
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let my throat
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be ripped up by crying My Devotion.
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In my devotion the sign of Voor.
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In my devotion the sword of Hathoor.
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May the four elements
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become my allies,
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may the faith of darkness
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be my weapon
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and the spirit my temple.
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Son of time¡¯s forces,
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deter my mind
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from the wicked ignorance
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of the Lambs of god.
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In my devotion the sign of Voor.
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In my devotion the sacred Tor.
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The circle of power
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be a sacred place,
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shield and protection
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from the followers of the nazarene.
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Light in the light and light in the darkness.
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I seize my nature,
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the five edged star adorns my breast
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and my hands clutch the club.
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We are wolves in the sacred wood of life.
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In my devotion the sign of Voor.
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In my devotion Bathym Belem Gomor.
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Take me, oh ferryman,
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through the vision of my death,
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the heat of the Great Black Veil.
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My hearse brought in slow procession
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by the No Named,
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my reunion with Mother Earth,
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the keeper of the dreams
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last turning his clepsydra,
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the breaking up of the black mirror
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and The Guardians of the threshold
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will open the last Portal.
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Let the candles burn out,
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darkness consumes light,
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time divours life.
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My Eternal Devotion to Darkness.
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My Devotion
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