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O’ confronted ones, embrace me

Spiritual lies, ascend

I am he who offers command

Unholy majesty, borne I am

Upon the gate, darkness spawned

Borne of sin and majestic sorrow

Desolation supreme, take command

My hand is thine, burn with me

A revulsion offered as sacrament to his flesh

The vomitous scriptures befouled eternal

The desolate words fallen to decay