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You have fallen now

From the hand of god

Come to my embrace

Triumph of the ram

I will build this temple made from rams horns

A tribute to our darkened lord

Come on in - we welcome you

Light the candles - for the dead

Burning evil - scent of death

Sense of power

13 years I built a structure made from rams horns

Although the christian faith tells me to be warned

I watched it grow I made it bleed I never turned my back

I saw the horn of the ram and I made it black