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Destructor of the shape

Betrayer, you marked me

Leave the promised land

In everlasting mourn

You are to have no other gods but me

Neither eye has never enough of its seeing

Nor ear of its hearing

Dethroned deity's antagonist on the earth

Grim their dirty leper flesh to dust

Poisoned by paradisaical canting serpent-bite

Crush the skull of the opposite- the man's reptile

I stand above you pregnant soil

You demand blood of the chosen ones

Here comes the new born end of the land

That lost his will to reborn again

Manipulate old laws you take

Old mourning from the oldest grave

Our penance is our mother

And her sin, the name of earth is eve

Manifestate your wounds

To those in doubt

Arma christi

Foreheads with lamb's marks wearing the crown

Lamentation of god is abomination

Pentacle star of birth was burn