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Lord, my master, I call your name

Bless me, free me from the damned

Black oil covered my eyes

Ruthless gravel stings my foots

I call you again, free me from pain

I will sacrifice my hands to catch the forward land

Let it tear hearing the wind song again

My bloody heart, the offering to the God

Death will come, forgive my sin spare my soul

The sacred flame burns the temple pillars

The golden light, the birth of miracles

Worm twisted body, turns into ashes

Ah, the holy flame that you call

Do the offerings worth your sacrifice?