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He who leads, the majesty of death

Master of disease, shining the blackest truth

Deploy its wings, hiding even the sun

This blissful darkness, covering us all

He who speaks, a tongue made of spears

Sharp as razors, crunching the heart apart

Hear the words of truth, carrying its wisdom

Shouted form abyssal through, tearing the veil apart

From the other side, in the shadow of his throne

Came to me, this answer of holiness

"To the fool shall be granted with his light

And by this, shall come with me to reign over all"

Hereby thus he says, thus I shall obey

Me the foolish, lost int he depths of thoughts

Lost I won't be again, led by his strength

Shouting with angelic through, tearing the veil apart

"Susciptat dominus sacrificium (de manibus tuis)

Ad laudem et glrogiam nominis siu, Ad utilitatem quoque nostram

Totiusque ecclesiae suae sanctae, amen..."