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All burnt, all fruits are poisoned
failed and Zebaoth lost,
The lambs are banished, the temple is
March on white ruin, host

So forth, Lord of the triple number
Rise, oh trinity of DEATH, DEATH and
Burn this vermin world in its most slumber
And to all of Sheob, give the breath

all their ghastly colours
And freeze to scorn their warmth
Smear our sin to most pure innocense
And nail all to the cross!!!

For they live to die, we die to
Our beginning is end!
they fall with twelve, we rise with seven
So the astral serpent by Thy pale hand!!!

All ysop burnt, all are poisened
Adonai failed and Elohim
The lambs are slaughtered, our temple golden
Crawl on your ruin, host ...

And my tongue speaks ancient
Forbidden psalms above the
My pumps but void into my veins
My puls runs slow, too slow for
For chains that tie me to earth
For chains keep up this organic curse

...for I see horns...
...golden horns...
...for I see horns...
...HORNS!!!!!!!...