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Black moonless night of sinister power

Chtonic forces flow through the land

On silent shrines we worship the Dark Face

And call for the multitude of gifts from below

Even though Light is You are the source of it

Root that go deep into fathomless dimensions

Our forsaken power is held in your hands

May you rise and make horror visible

A fiery Will to get back to beginnings

And get closer and closer to our origins

Skeleton hands brought us to life

Bony limbs will grasp us in the end

Terrifying you are - demonized you were

Terror is the fuel that guides towards you

For wayfarers of the Benighted Path

The Darkness will always be our guide

Sinister Motherhood

The primeval paradox

Sinister Motherhood

The Beginning and the End