He became the swarm, indeed a pitiful imitation
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To the verge of a quiet glance, an oracle without eyes
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Darkness... My precious companion, even thou cant see his face
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Salvation turned to bleed despair, compassion fled...
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Sadistic delight flowed, like Hell burned brighter
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Existence woven into darkness, prudence did fall
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...In Satan's beauty, life was found...
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A flow of orgasmic fire, swept through the cosmic night
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I enthroned darkness triumphant, with the searing trident of the Inferno
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Gaze towards the Heavens, an you might catch a glimpse of Me...
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Prudence's Fall
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| Dimmu Borgir |
