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For thou art conjured under mask that blurs the pure

Seek I raven mighty eye spot the truth never lie

Eat I carcasses for to life I cry

Anguish

And in torment will I die?

Cursed

Under the eternal pleasure of life

Take this gift

Let death come swift

Chained to a primal crave to hunt

Run my loved ones from my harm

Through the path of blood I reckon the sun

As the shade of light is shaderd

By the devil one

12 o' clock

Death provoke

Virgins from the heavens choke

A priest that has been block the flock

The graveyard stands so peacefully

With smoke and fog of mysery

And from the smallest grave will come the stench of

death

The time has come

Header and header

Yet all look the same

Thou night time is dark

Something bright as the sun has come out

And as for the graveyard

Is the graves the same?

A crack in the tombstone

A scratch on the date

Body unburied

Is it all fake?

Rumble of spiris

Dead or decaying

Towards the doors

Of the altar charge praying...

Bath of lotion

fresh new robe

Preparations to the fest of blood

Knife of the butcher

Sword of the king

Chalice of the demon

And the all sing

I have danced

The deadly dances of hell

And I have stained

Virgins in flames

I have stained

My own soul with blood

Oh mine

What was of me

Now consumed with thee

The darkest place

In a moonless light

As lited candle

Starts the mass

Empty void

Embrace and willing

But only echo and stillness is found

For thou art conjured under mask that blurs the pure

Seek I raven mighty eye spot the truth never lie

Eat I carcasses for to life I cry

Anguish

And in torment will I die?

Cursed

Under the eternal pleasure of life

Take this gift

Let death come swift

Chained to a primal crave to hunt

Run my loved ones from my harm

Through the path of blood I reckon the sun

As the shade of light is shaderd

By the devil one