He stands in the conjured fire
Pays homage the flames
Pentagram is
Baphomet
His left hand
Shows above
White moon
Hessed
Baphomet
His right hand
Sh
The master of all evil
That hey call him
The throne in
In the seat of free people
Who believe in various gods
The
Empty cemetery sepulchral fog
Known smell of decay soaks through my
I'm dead
Wretched body breaks dawn
In the darkness I feel pain
Introibo ad altare dei nostri Satani!
Ad deum, qui nune oppressus
Imminent vision of death
The end at once beginning
Existence is die
Gate
I am the created by god
To thanks him on my
When the great sky
Black coat puts on
I felt the power
Which
In the night in moonlight
By overgrown wayside
There is fotgotten cave
And
Demon from the dusk, demon from the darkness
My spirit is
Rotted trunks in the infinity
Trunks are moss-grown
Branch plaited in embrace
Da
I�m going alone the way of darkness
I throw glows in
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