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Tu...

Baal...

The son of marked man!

The eye of knowledge

will ask, will request,

the key to access the pyramid.

I have the knowledge

in my mind, my brain,

my forehead.

I am descendant of

the man of Nod.

A thousand signals I sent

to you, still don't realize

that the answer is you and

the god baal,

the illusionist's blood,

a marked man that

still walks around.

I will turn your thoughts

into mine, and you will help me

extinguish the life.

Tu...

Baal...

The son of marked man!

The eye of knowledge

will ask, will request.

But I am descendant of

the man of Nod

Your blood putrefied my soul

and brought my corpse once back to life,

will rape this planet Earth

and extinguish this humankind.

A misanthrope satyr dressed as a

prophet, announce the day of judgment,

and when there will be no more space in hell,

I’ll raise the dead to walk on Earth.

I am the demon’s killer;

I am the soul’s eater.

No one can stop my reign.

I have immortality and

knowledge to swallow the sun and

the Sextans galaxy again.

My heaven is your hell.

New age blood,

will infect your thoughts. Satyr's call,

will lead you to the throne.

You're the new vampire of Nazareth,

the worst plague of plagues,

infecting humankind with your dark blood.

Misanthrope satyr's worse dreams came true,

when the absence of light takes control,

it is the abduction of your sight,

the anatomical introspection of your brain,

the trance of your neurons,

the fear of your fears,

the work of art that began

with its end.