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Plague falls from the skies

On blackened wings, the spirit flies

Seeking knowledge infernal

The price to pay eternal

“A blessing drawn from supernatural fountains

In night and dew to lie upon the mountains

All Heaven and Earth in rapture penetrating

Thyself to Godhood haughtily inflating”

On Wittenberg, darkness falling

The alchemist at midnight calling

Bathed in ash of scriptures burning

An answered call of youth returning

“In this sense, even, canst thou venture

Come, bind thyself by prompt indenture

And thou mine arts with joy shall see

What no man ever saw, i’ll give to thee”

Exalted visitation by the servant of the night

Collecting souls in service to the Bringer of the Light

A contract to be forged

In hells unholy law

A life to be mourned

Given to the pact

A soul to be damned

Taken by the claws

A dark wish fulfilled

With no turning back