This dried earth
Carries the burden of your greed
The weight of the centuries
Or the occultism art

Put to it's paroxysm of evilness
You are not worth it's knowledge
The Divine sublim message
You understood it with a falling mind

Granting it no value
You are the cause of dying spirits
The doors of the other world
Are sealed bbeyond the grave

Your religions call upon a God
Who does not live in heavens
You followed the wrong lamb
So here come the plague

Your principles
Are ruled upon decay your only luck
To escape is the gallows.

Your morality will not serve to
Fade the evil
Coming from your sins
It is now time to pay

Signs appeared
But you saw nothing
Stars aligned
It is time to summon him

Pray as long as you can
For you shall not have fate

Mortal men

" O Lord Of the empty Space comes to me and hear my voice,
by my blood
I open you the way
to our world
comes to devour their bodies As to end your thirst

by drinking their rusted souls
Throw them through absolute darkness where nothing exists
where nothing remains
because you are the devourer nothingness
comes and take your soft meal
Ô Lord Of the Empty Spa

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