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Evil spreads across the land

Like a plague that has no cure

Behold the sign of Baphomet

Carved in the poison earth

With perverse Satanic rites

We raise the twisted church

Evildoers gathering

At midnight in the fields

Hooded figures worshiping

In vigils for the damned

A sacrifice to be made

I know that it is I

Summon lords from darker realms

I am prepared to die

Die...

The orders from below

Bring the darkness up to the surface

Stand tall in his shadow

You have served your purpose

The reign of the devil

The canticles morbid rhymes

The congregation sings

Their voices turn into the shrieks

Of supernatural beings

Fires that light the way to hell

Ignite the darkened sky

Before the blade can pierce my flesh

I have already died