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Open the arcane

Wisdom of thy design

Black God

And thy might of inquiry

An earthly truth I seek

For knowledge is placed within

The self of flesh and bone

Invocation is of the past

For what the world holds to be just and pure

Are only created among unwise men

I speak the truth, the words of the rational

These are the words of Satan

Liberty chants the scriptures of Satan

Liberty chants the scriptures of Satan

I see idols of human creation

None that contain celestial powers

Ironic that people fear divine nature

An aura not of this world

Yet created here

None shall be suppressed

By the rules of tradition and dogma

That has no truth

Or validity

Possessed and entwined with secrets

Knowledge of the truth

Blind from all

A field for sheep

Man must destroy the ones of the church

All symbols, text, and flesh shall burn

Divine nothingness; blaspheme the one on the cross

An aura of deceit, grime, and corruption

History shall be made

Forever shall I invert the right-hand path ways

I question all creations and teachings

From God

An earthly presence without existence

I chant the scriptures of Satan

Liberty chants the scriptures of Satan

Liberty chants the scriptures of Satan

Invoke the words from within, freedom