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Lo! We have created by death,

then from a shape of seed, from a clot,

from a little lump of flesh shapely and shapeless

Hour is sure to come

There is no doubt

we trust to thee

Father of dark ages

Thou hold the mortis

I will rise up demons of hell

To those against who war is made,

Permission is given to fight,

Fighting for the wrath of you

Rape, kill and torture the enemies

Lo! We have exalted by fire,

then from a top of death,

from an aught, from a remittal utter

of darkness mercy and merciless

Let thy will take the world again

Satanas!