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This fog is an obsession

Chills a doom filled dusk

Lance this would-be silence

Ravenous deathly hunger

Kills severe dawn intrusion

Dogs’ blood filth distorts

Regeneration of ill tempered war lust

Devastate Sion

Bent moon wise, ways all murderous

Crooked, black most utterly evil

Intruding dawn distortion

Once buried by morning, now cold flesh motion

Cries for Satan’s choking breath

I cruse all beings

Visions of war and terminal bliss

Forever lost in dried blood vessels

Hexed be the priests, drank the poisoned well dry

Drags now this lingering sickness