Khaos, horn of Satan, magnificent catharsis under funeral skies, grail of abomination. We seek thy aeons of tyranny, insane with perpetual addiction. O paterni generis oblite, i tego arcana dei. Raped mother convulsing endless vomiting forth her filth. Twelve angels perverted diabolically shift from their place at the mill. Dancing wild and ever more frantic the north shall break the shaft. Morbid chaos falls like death from the house of RaHora. The divine child falls from his house in the sky. In mourning shall the great Sothis die. King Hubal will set away from the sun his eyes. By deluge ends his vernal reign this time. I have seen these things to come. I have read the signs. Death comes rushing over sea. Corpses swallowed in the gaping jaws of its fury. Merciless chthonic god smothers the failing futile dreams. Suffocate existence in a petrified womb it seems. O paterni generis oblite, i tego arcana dei. Let the truth be known unto man when it is too late. Science has failed!
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