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(Lady of the Seven Moons)
I'm the ancient long-last stem
Of Lilith, Adonis, Baal and Shem
I am the Phoenician sailor
the lawful heir of celestial failure

Onto the crescent of fertility
I were to march in endless effigy
Of countless enemies waging war
Against my innermost sleeping core ... "Quest"!


Seals of Astatre
Seals of Astarte

I forge with flesh and blood MY
The holy, the fallen pagan lord
The synagogue I, and the Shrine
The Church, the mosque, the dream divine

Encircled I, and will not sate
To the wall, to the seal, to the highest gate
I, batter my way through
And further breed death anew

I was, I am, and will be known
For all the malice I shall bestow

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