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In silence I pray through breath

Penetrating all illusion I fell

Let a dusk of a burning seal

I can see the light of Lucifer…



As antique spell – I am the chosen one

As sound like of mourning souls



Where the mouth of evils scream

Resounding through the blackened sky

Move about the formless one

In the sign of evil demons beckoning



Ever awe shall raise so high

Their sacred twilight, I bow

Ancient text, Ancient mouth rid thee

This rosary will set...All Is Nothing