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I dig into the infinity of my essence
Looking for answer I don’t find,
For a vanished certainty,
For the key to read the Void.

I look at the black night sky;
I walk through North.
Proud and impetuous
In the eyes I look for the truth.

The path through knowledge,
Made difficult by predjudice and dogmas,
Represent my ego.

I look at the winter sky:
Frosty and dry air through my throat.

“Proud I walk to the Temple,
Raising the sword up to my head”

Only by smashing truth
I will live a full existence.
Removing any trace of past days
I’ll find the strange to go on.

Only by smashing truth
I will live a full existence.
Removing any trace of past days
I’ll find the strange to go on,
I’ll find the strange to go on.

A brutal death await the weak,
Token of ignorance and submission.
Tonight we will feast on his spoils
Free from restriction and Master of our Essence.
Master of our Essence.

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