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Destroying the artefacts of God

And the sacred oils will fuel their destruction

And in the white hot rage of Satan

Each buried stone temple will rise

Without eyes the hideous creature began

Cleansing by the heat of the funeral pyre

Smoke billowing upwards

Flesh crumbling to the dust

Pulsating an orange glow

The influence of his words

The strength of his followers

The desolation of the chosen race

With the emperor's lies ascend

Death has returned, incarnate

The fires stoked will terminal breath

Be reborn in embrace of the dying

Be empowered by only darkness

And in the white hot rage of Satan

Each buried stone temple risen

Without eyes, the hideous creature begins