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

You shall magnify yourself above god,
All that dwell upon the earth worship thee,
the earth,
The all bow before,
pain I deify

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

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

The circle of fury that in hell and reaches earth,
man against his brother till man exist no more,
Sorrow is prize,
Tears of blood is gift,

This pain I deify to the end of my

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

the gates to hell,
Where you us dwell,
the evil within,
As you rots away,

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

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