Baphomet
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I am hostage to your presence
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captive to your words
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[Sister Serena :]
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'I can hear you calling
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I can hear you calling me
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I can hear you calling
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I can hear you calling me'
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Baphomet how do you touch me
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when you are not here
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[Sister Serena :]
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'Look through my eyes
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see through my eyes'
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I can hear you calling'
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The chatter of the Caco-daimones
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and hooves apon flagstones
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resound in darkness
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[Sister Serena :]
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'I take that which tempts'
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(clutch your rosary)
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all sense of reason lost
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(clutch your crucifix)
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Crucifix
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I call to thee exalted Goat
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Vivid and vital
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I find myself enmeshed
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Hearken and remember...
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...me...
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reverenced by templars
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worshipped by men
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Baphomet
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breathing, dark one
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breathing next to me
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ever expected, but never coming
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My silent vespers in darkness
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Shadow of fate
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[Solos- P.S., J.M., P.S., J.M.]
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Look through my eyes
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See through my eyes
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One could lose a lifetime
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praying in isolation, Hidden
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from the nature of chaos
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The beauty of its patterns
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beguiles
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Like a falling trail
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of cold semen
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apon her face and breasts
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Between the legs
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hair shorn to sensitise
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[Sister Serena :]
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'Death is no prison to me...'
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Horns Of Baphomet
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Akercocke |