For ages travelled by the holy fire
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Today free, free and triumphant
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To no avail for the dungeons and chains of the inquisition
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Poor and lonely are my adversers
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Who serving the beast for million years
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With the whip and crown of thorns
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Shall be remunerated today
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Wanderer, perpetual and restless
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Master, equally hideous & beautiful
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Loved and adored... How simple it is...
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For many years my semen hath envenomed the races
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Abomination to the earthly, to everything that is simple
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And obscure at the same time
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Therefore let us celebrate the antithesis of the eucharist
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With the sacerdoral gesture you welcome us
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I am your dazing threshold
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Let us commence! We are void of our bodies...
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The night, that we are honoured to celebrate
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Perhaps the last during which I satisfy my desire
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Wanderer, perpetual and restless
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Master, equally hideous & beautiful
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The real world or the imaginary vision
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Still perceptible to my chaotic thoughts
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Nothing shall taste the same again...
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I am waiting for you to stab the world in its heart
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Satan's Sword I Have Become
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| Behemoth |
