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We emerged as spirits hungry for Christians

In search of the antichrist we spread chaos

The eyes reflect the moon the most beautiful vision of death

Bring the purest virgin pale skin

And then all that blood on the altar

The blood but sweet the beauty in human form

That all preparations are ready

Let the ritual eat

Reverse the crosses

With the moonlight reflecting on your body

She surrenders to the Antichrist

Then with your body delivered

To the sodomic master

Pure evil

A goddess or witch?

The blood-colored sky

Indicating your arrival

Dark contico the symphony by fallen angels