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I can smell the nerve inside your soul
And reign under my will
And make the dream of flesh
I make your deepest torment
So that I can rest

Evil vibrations
The air is heavy at breath
Dirty stench
The smell of death invades
The flame of suffering
Slowly burning my soul
My imminet collapse
In a hellish dimension

I have returned
Wrapped in darkness
To the world of flesh
In the body of the slave
I can lose myself
In carnal delights
The thickness of blood and pleasures it give

I have freed myself
From that damp grave
Possessing a stranger
Like an angel of Thot

Flowing the spell with great invocation
I reach the power inexorcisable art
I can be out of my curse is eternal

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