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Raise the horn!

Behold! Here is the virgin in rings of slavery

Behold! As he rips my virtue

Scorn and damnation to all these

Who flaunt affiliation with this hideous race

We will not tolerate these sick brood

We strive to inexorable conversion

Transforming into a luminous being

Behold my gardens! Come to me, o rhea!

Behold my gardens! Here you can satisfy

All your dirty, unholy, hidden temptations

Let me into your nine rings,

Into your dar space, into your...

Let me pass through your gateway

And explore all your secrets

I am a mild creature

But my horn is as hard as stone

A stone into water, a knife into flesh

I inject you with liquid drug

Lose yourself in magical vapours

And fall asleep on my thighs

Prodigious, enormous

The force of unicornis!

No counting! No worship!

With me you make history!

In lies we rise,

The lies we see

Flying above your graves