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To inhale the breeze of gore and hear the call
Lungs filled with piercing freeze

To lok back and feel nothing
Expulsed by the repulsive glow of the hearth

To recognize the beast within in awe and let it appear as it is
To talk to the moon and sing her song and follow the voice of blood

An initiation to oblivion of all the false names

All hail the nocturnal
All hail the coldest flame
All hail the katharsis of flesh

To be cursed is to be blessed

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