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From the primeval massLet precious chaos ventSacred flesh drenched in fornicationBeloved by setMay the winds gather her togetherFrom the secrets of menAfter thousands of years of terrifying silenceShe comes again(all destroyer)The abolition of the yeshua begins...Shattered are the icons of the worthlessThe goddess scorned is a valkyrie bornScattered are the wings of the virulent holyLeave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogsWorld without endCherish the lissome wants of pernicious evilDusk in her eyesTorn bloody weeping skiesDarkness will hasten to devourAnd the weak will flee or dieSie sind es die sichAnderlieb festhaltenFuer immer betend auf knienVor der (finisteren) goettenI slay the lamb in the fervour of thineAbandonment unto our ladyWith a quenchless thirst for the infiniteFor her that exists beyond all knowledgeStorming from tired centuriesUnder the glare of a waxing death-moonTerrible beauty of love severedRip the baby from the virginal wombThe blood of jesusIs the wine of the deadAnd the drunken angelsBleed with incestThe liliot suckle on her fruitful breastsAnd yield the swords that sever and stainThere will be no act or passion wroughtThat shall not be attributed to her namesTo the name of baphomet:Artemis, bastet, astarteI yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising'weltmacht oder niedergang'
From the primeval massLet precious chaos ventSacred flesh drenched in fornicationBeloved by setMay the winds gather her togetherFrom the secrets of menAfter thousands of years of terrifying silenceShe comes again(all destroyer)The abolition of the yeshua begins...Shattered are the icons of the worthlessThe goddess scorned is a valkyrie bornScattered are the wings of the virulent holyLeave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogsWorld without endCherish the lissome wants of pernicious evilDusk in her eyesTorn bloody weeping skiesDarkness will hasten to devourAnd the weak will flee or dieSie sind es die sichAnderlieb festhaltenFuer immer betend auf knienVor der (finisteren) goettenI slay the lamb in the fervour of thineAbandonment unto our ladyWith a quenchless thirst for the infiniteFor her that exists beyond all knowledgeStorming from tired centuriesUnder the glare of a waxing death-moonTerrible beauty of love severedRip the baby from the virginal wombThe blood of jesusIs the wine of the deadAnd the drunken angelsBleed with incestThe liliot suckle on her fruitful breastsAnd yield the swords that sever and stainThere will be no act or passion wroughtThat shall not be attributed to her namesTo the name of baphomet:Artemis, bastet, astarteI yearn to thee who art darkness in thy rising'weltmacht oder niedergang'
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