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From the scource of the sea

Master in the art of suffering

The black figure of the cripple

Set the end of life - the beginning of the Nightmare!

Torture and death

They walk with us!

Now the fire consumes me

I have no more nose

My ears are bleeding

The spasms of agony

Take me to hell

Torture and Death

Remains on you

From the fire walk

Only evil will remain