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Eight Times The Moon Came To Watch My Work Meddling By The Treacheries Of My House

The Foul Air Is Firing My Soul, Euphoric, I’m On Your Side

‘Wait ‘Til The Day To Sleep In Your Wombs, Apeased By The Dripping Of Your Blood

You’re My Food, You’re My Cradle, You’re My Food, You’re My Cradle

No More The Only One To Benefit From Your Corpse

The Devil Himself Sent His Servants: Grubs, Flies, Worms Grow Around Us

No More The Only One To Benefit From My Soul

The Devil Himself Sent His Servants The Devil Himself Sent His Servants

In The Clamminess Of The Room Your Silence Gradually Tunes

To The Thousand Crawlings Your Corpse Generates

Dark Clouds Fill The Room Dark Clouds Fill My Soul

The Devil Himself Sent His Servants The Devil Himself Sent His Servants

Raise A Pentagram Of Flesh

This Is Your Flesh! This Is Your Blood!

I Need An Altar To Praise Our Union, Our Force

I’ll Build With Your Remains A Pentagram Of Flesh

I Need An Altar To Praise Our Union, Our Force

Raise! A Pentagram Of Flesh! Praise!

Awaken From The Dead, Transcending God’s Law

Your Fury Gradually Breaks Off This Pentagram Of Flesh

I am Your Master, Giving You Death Then Life

I Am A Devil’s Servant, You Are An Evil Creation

Dark Clouds Fill The Room Dark Clouds Fill My Soul

The Splendour Of Your Fury, The Strength Of Your Anger

As You Are My Only Cult, I Invoke Your Deadly Birth

A Demon Wrought By Hate, Despair And Fantasy

Penetrate The Filthy Circle, I invoke Your Deadly Birth

Come On Take My Hand Embrass Me