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Passing through the storm -
Led by demons - walk between the
World of men and gods -
Cast no shadows - draw no light.
I rape the priestess on pagans night.
I taste the serpents poison
On the lips of the one i love.
She brings this gift of witchcraft.
I wear the cat-skin gloves.
Apples of youth when i wrought
Mischief, hung in a tree to rot
In the sun. -
Reborn in the middle of the
Final orgy - a gift of slavery
To the chosen one.
Suicide suicide don't you know
Me - call to the master - he will
Come. - he will bring our
Resurrection - cloacked in darkness -
He has won.
Smoke of my sacrifice. -
Journey to the isle of the
Blessed. -
Grant my soul your glory.
At night time - i'm your guest.
Only i know why -
Each dawn i die.
Smoke of my sacrifice. -
Journey to the isle of the
Blessed. -
Grant my soul your glory.
At night time - i'm your guest.
Only i know why
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