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I turn my eyes to Dagon
Our great god
Flat on his divine face
In the Temple of Oannis

We feel no more glory
About the battle of Aphek
What sacrifice is needed for victory?
Enemies who speak in tongues of fire
Purify us in black flames

Burn... oh god we burn!

We bow down in shame
And whisper powerless words
"Let not the ark of God of Israel be with us"
For his hand is hard on us
And on Dagon our god"

This blasphemy will be
Avenged upon us
Out blood will colour
The earth blood red
And it will be licked away
By the dog-gods
Darkness shall be upon us
For three horrible days

Pestilence and death
Creep over our land
Flocks of bugs will ruin our crops
Blistering flashes from the skies
Onslaught the enemies of Israel
We are the damned race
Cursed by the wrath of Yahweh
Our millennial resurrection
Shall be smothered in blood
We bow down in shame...

I turn my eyes to Ba'al
Our great god

Powerlessly staring at the horizon
In the Temple of Created Things
We feel no more glory
About the battle of Aphek
What sacrifice is needed for victory?

Those who speaks
In tongue of distemper
Purify us in black flames
The fire-spitting demon Azazel
Spreads his blackened wings
The earth is drenched
In the blood of Goliath
7 months of suffering

Lord Ba'al, creator of our fertile earth
Majestic father and king
Of gods and men
Master of the mountains
Ruler of the rainstorms
We bow down before thy splendour
Lord Ba'al-El, god of life and fertility
Intermit the continual combat
With the god Mot
Show the leech of Yahweh thy might
And slay the Hebrews
And their ravaging god

We bow down in shame
And whisper powerless words
"Let not the ark of God of Israel be with us"
For his hand is hard on us
And on Dagon our god"

Before thine erected sacred altars
We beg
We are smitten
With divine Obamanations
Unshackle us from death and sterility
And destroy the realm
Of the circumcised

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