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In the haze of the red desert

A scarlet fame will rise above the magnifcent fesh temples

An edifce will be created from the funeral vaults

Unimaginable stars will revive ancient turmoil

He will pour out all his sordid love on the cadavers of his victims

I will then delight in their embryos

I will walk through the demons gate

I observe Zhaïc's red eye

His hold on me is beyond me

I revere his power

A great gathering of people will sing his praises

The funeral procession will collect the oferings

This ceremony of misery and lament will destroy me

Scarifcations in the name of the Father

A gift for the most holy

A reunion for the sufering

A session of sadness

The demon will rejoice

And his lament will reach the mind of the Grand Telepath