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

You shall magnify yourself above god,
All that dwell upon the shall worship 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,
die and the holy power will keep silent,
War is prize,
hell you ever live,

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

This I deify to the end of my days

Hate takes none alive,
divinities,
Death to who failed,
Free from the Sun live in hell,

Enter the to hell,
you with us dwell,
Free the within,
As you body away,

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

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