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Into the fires of the night, as their glow is shining bright.
A road trampled flat a thousand-fold before. We cast ourselves hopelessly upward to the doors.

No comfort, no guiding voice. Count the stones and make your choice.

Fall like our Lord of Flies.

Into great tunnels of unlight. unholy glow is shining bright.

Where do we look, for the grail has shattered now? Where do we look? The only way is down.

No comfort, no guiding voice. Count the stones and make your choice.

Fall like our Lord of Flies.

One within the earth and one within the flesh of all fiends and vixens beneath the Star.. Its light slowly burns.

O, how the world dies. And O, how the Horns rise.

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