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Woe to you rats of envy...
They fall is my eternal delight
Weak followers of emptiness
Dig down you own shit for life
You greed for what is mine
Feeds my deadlike hunger
Vomiting on your traditions
Poisoning bread and wine
Bride your children and beloved
sealing my curse over you
Inseminating the blackest
seed among thee
But the price was already paid
With holocausts
Of your angels
Whom left their most
precious one
for death by the cross
...Light a Candle
For the dead
And a torch to burn their corpses.

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