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My soul belongs to the darkest moment in life
The ones that gives me precious passion
I need to fulfill the emptiness of evil
My soul belongs to the depths of hell
To the darkness that makes every man,
Yet not entire, but all so clear for whom
That seeks for the right cause
The cause that makes a life in darkness so precious

Do not spill the gift thou hast, feed it with blood
The divine blood of God's children

My soul belongs to the darkest moments in life
The ones that gives me that precious passion
I need to fulfill the emptiness of evil, to fulfill
The emptiness within my life

Oh, my empress, my beloved darkness

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