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I am the answer
That all have feared
The Necromancer
That draws you near

To leave you weeping
Destitute, of life
Despair for aeons
As I bathe in the afterlife

All I know
As I scour all prose
The search for Infernal might

I draw so close
As The Bloodline Flows
The descendant of Holy Light
Shall soon die

Hymns have sung false praises of your majesty for far too long
The doctrine of the pedophile is all that you have wrought
I offer sin, accept and we begin
A life untainted by the wretched Vatican

All I know
As I scour all prose
The search for infernal might

I draw so close
As The Bloodline Flows
The Heir to the Throne of Light
Shall be killed tonight

Tonight, Oh righteous one,
Thy will be done
Tonight wallow in sheer Bliss
As his timid lips soon death shall kiss

Approaching all I wanted
Encroaching counterpart
Dissolving, melting, shredding
Frail pieces of the heart

Though never his decision
To be the Nazarene
A fitting crucifixion
A fitting night to bleed

Oh this hellish flesh
Shall rise above the rest
Deeper and Deeper I sink
My cursed dagger within his chest

With final breath
His eyes meet mine
With frigid death
Inversion of Divine Birth

Desecrating, Exterminating
Dawn of a life most foul
There's no escape, accept your fate
I'm the God you won't forsake

All I know
As I scour all prose
The search for infernal might

I draw so close
As The Bloodline Flows
The Heir the Throne of Light
Has Been killed tonight

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