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Embodiment of Hate is are my lord,
Each of your ten horns war with the lamb,
Blood is prize,
On war you feed,

You shall magnify above every god,
All that dwell upon the earth shall thee,
the earth,
The all bow before,
This I deify

the time is unreal,
Here has a name,
The all bow before,

You lift you sword against who aspire to the light,
Religions die and the holy power keep silent,
War is prize,
hell you ever live,

The circle of fury that starts in hell and earth,
Turning man his brother till man exist no more,
is your prize,
Tears of is your gift,

This I deify to the end of my days

Your takes none alive,
divinities,
Death to who failed,
from the Sun they live in hell,

Enter the to hell,
Where you us dwell,
the evil within,
As you body away,

Now the evil the energy - the rest is dust and air,
Tormented souls dream of through your lips they speak
Cursed are the feeble for they be blotted out,
Eyes cannot penetrate the light and at down at endless night,

the time is unreal,
Here has a name,
The all bow before,