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Lo! Behold! Remember!

The law of the aeon; the blood in thy veins

Upon cold temple stone in the heat of war

Spilled again and again 'til nothing remains...

But the hardest of steel, the sharpest of blades

A vulture of death, the flame of rebirth

The blood poured into the Mistress' cup

And cast upon the thirsty earth!

From Acausal tides

To the mires of materia

This edict sounds

To the throes of our divine hysteria

Let us rescind

Let us resound

Let us reawaken Him and draw down:

Satanas - Merciless destroyer of enthralling forms

Satanas - As the wild and most violent electrical storms

Satanas - The law of the meek trampled under foot

Satanas - The thirsting soils awash in opferblut

A constant reminder lurking in the corner of my eye

A voice remembered from a dream one night

That spake in eldritch tone; chthonic yet beyond the stars

And I returned my gaze to find a labyrinth of scars

Those wounds they widened as the icy stare of drakon

An edict heralding a great new flood

I understood not, though the latent beast within recalled that

Blood calls for the Aeon and the Aeon calls for Blood