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I deny you Oh God of quartered foul Kindness

I embrace you cause Oh sparkling Darkness God

Burn Oh my Blade as a Message delivered to the Skies

Flow Oh my Blood as a Pact delivered to Limbs

I pledge allegiance to the Dark-Angel and his Court

I promise Death to the Innocent and his Kingdom

I work towards my Task in my Church Womb

I purify your Body, my Sister, with my Diabolical Rod

The Soiled Osteen is the lost Virginity Symbol

Your Head on this Stake, an Offering to my God

“Better is worts to Die in Pleasure than to Live in Pain!”

Heretic, I am an Heretic

Unfaithful among Faithful

Healthy among Saints

Emaciated Soul, am I!

My Wife, my Life, my Liked

My Son, my Blood, my Flesh

I will never be able to forgive then

I will never be able to forget You

“Better is worts to Die in Pleasure than to Live in Pain!”

And the greatest Force of the Devil

Is to make others believe that He doesn’t exist!