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I lay with myself
In this limbo of scorn
...Crawling in the obscurity
Where black candles and impious flames
light up my path...

Weird thoughts of blood and terror
Would become my will and strenght
A razor across my face...

The ravens
The souls of the dead
Teared away from their rotten corpses...
A sardonic grin lurks in the dark
The oppressive darkness
That sorrunds everything...

The beast lies in every mortal being
The weak deny real human nature
And they fall in Jesus Christ...
I'll return from my "eternal" slumber...

Human life is fleeting, human fate is trivial
Black art is immortal
Nothing is not... Meaningless weakness
Self improvement...

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