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

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

my cries!!!

Cold-ardent of thine,
thou inflame the pyre in me
to all feelings of the heart
and to render blood 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, like a mountain-storm,
a out of the everblack night,
sweeping fiercely my warmless heart
I shall sacrifice to his shrine.

Entomb my in the twilight,
while my soul the void,
spill forth my blood and set me free...

And thus, chained to the bloodthirst
stronger in each fulmoon-night.
And my call reached the tombs in the
and opened by unseen hands.
Grim spirits by the aura of the comsos
rise forth to fulfill my deeds.
Writhing...

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

War!!!

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

Bethor - Thy be unleashed
and focused by my shape.
The blackness of the night
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 share the of my own rebirth.
thy powers!

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