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There is a beacon a shining monolith in the dark

At the furthest edges of life there stands a beacon

Lit by the merciless, hungering fire of Satan

Fuelled by the wavering essence of God

A lighthouse lit by Satan’s fire

A gleaming path towards the Abyss

There is a beacon before which man is but a vessel of clay

To be filled by the raging adversarial fire

That burns the essence of God away

A monolith of blackest night

A flame that beckons in the dark

Ignites a sinister urge inside

Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus

Lux aeterna!

Sanctus, Sanctus, Fiat lux

Lux aeterna!

There is a beacon within the pitch black abyss

There stands a beacon ignited by unquenchable hunger

To explore beyond the reaches of life

It beckons me, this haunting light

A sinister calling that beckons in the Night

A sinister spark that calls towards the Abyss

Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus

Lux aeterna!

Sanctus, Sanctus, Fiat lux

Lux aeterna!