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[Music: Frost / Tjalve / Seidemann, Lyrics: Frost]

My icon is the pentagram
The warmth from me
Are pleasures of the flesh
I fill you with ecstasy
My nature is that of excess
Let me out of the circle
And I will burn you

I will burn you!

My icon is the cross of Peter
I turn the aeons
I destroy dead dogmas
And create the paradigms
Of the new order
Of the new order!
Of the new order!

I sparkle with vitality and force
Why,
Fools of fear
Do you want me to burn inside the dead?
[Music: Frost / Tjalve / Seidemann, Lyrics: Frost]    My icon is the pentagram  The warmth from me  Are pleasures of the flesh  I fill you with ecstasy  My nature is that of excess  Let me out of the circle  And I will burn you    I will burn you!    My icon is the cross of Peter  I turn the aeons  I destroy dead dogmas  And create the paradigms  Of the new order  Of the new order!  Of the new order!    I sparkle with vitality and force  Why,  Fools of fear  Do you want me to burn inside the dead?