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All life in our hands

Everything that exists

Condemned to disappear

So Eternal Void prevails

Father of the Glorious Darkness

I offer these feeble man-trees to you

They mean the Universe, they mean existence

Strength to nothingness shall fulfill you

In your name I give you life

As an offer you turn it into death

In your name I give you the fruit

As an offer you turn me into the Void