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Bethor - My thou infest,
thy magick my blade,
my sword the black meteor
at the hour of night.
my gifts!
Bethor - Demon of Jupiter,
I to thy black altar-stone.
My legions wait to awake in this
and by thy blessings, they rise.
thy powers!

I the constellation,
to the ancestral nightsky.
I my spirit in thy shine
as the of thy birth is night.

my cries!!!

Cold-ardent of thine,
thou shall inflame the in me
to all feelings of the heart
and to render back with blood...

Cold-freezing of thine,
shall awake the powers in me
to the sky at day
and to the stars at night.

And he came, roaring a mountain-storm,
a out of the everblack night,
sweeping fiercely my warmless heart
that I shall to his shrine.

Entomb my in the twilight,
my soul enters the void,
spill my precious blood and set me free...

And thus, chained to the very
growing stronger in fulmoon-night.
And my reached the tombs in the moonlight
and they by unseen hands.
Grim blessed by the aura of the comsos
rise forth to fulfill my deeds.
Writhing...

Legions of mine, spectres,
conquer the lands, all thrones.
Let the sun never rise
time devours this millennium.
Fire shall consume all traces I behind,
but let all who crossed my remember in fear:
The universe will to earth,
and all will be dead, but I never... dead will be!

War!!!

The of my thoughts is invincible
and my sword is nourished by
from the time that was when raged
and now time returns.

Bethor - Thy wrath be
and focused by my shape.
The of the night reflects
in the of thy shrine.
my gifts!
Bethor - My thou hold in hate
I gave thee the gift of my heart.
My chest is empty, no ever flows
but I the vision of my own rebirth.
thy powers!

A shrine was the womb
for my destined to remain.
Now the of retaliation is near,
I behold my recreation through
in the of hell...
"And again, the will spill human blood..."