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King of tempests and storms,

Lord of innumerable figures and forms.

Blessed with thy cold I am!

As I upon the shoulders of mine,

bear the burden of thine.

Once I got touched,

by a fire from beyond.

An invitation to darkness,

of which I could not resist.

Caressed by the feathers of the fallen,

I took the fate in my hand.

My raging commander,

my constant shade.

My soul's persecutor,

my eternal divinity.

Revealing thy powers,

in visions and dreams.

Invoking your magic at night.

Honoured I am,

to mission thy word.

Within a creed is sworn,

of majestic might.

An infernal allegiance,

in which I pay my share.

An unholy awakening,

inside of which I intend to bear.

Beholding thy commotion!

I entreat you with devotion,

I subsume your might with strength.

I will carry on with you as my guardian,

against the lambs of the light.

Possessed by the true God of earth I am,

possessed for eternity.