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Defy the storming rage

by the will of Zan'guhl

Completing the circle

For so has commanded Ievonar

Prophetical staffs well used

Impaling the children as a phallus

Genocidal hymns in their mouth

For as now and ever we worship

Slaves of countless numbers

For the wish of one lord

Crown with emptiness

For this apotheosis seems so lonely

And as the world will come to an end

So will each seraphim just descend