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Lilith cloaked in the mantle of Milcom

their spirits give birth to the dead

Departed from peace and the path of the righteous

are the servants who offer their heads

Deceived and deceiving the path on the left

while promising every desire

Declaring their choice while spreading their legs

and offer their children to fire

Candlemass witches cast spells in the night

in oaths to the gods of their choice

Promising freedom while staining their souls

in the blood of those without a voice

Deprived of all rights - wrenched from the wound

extracted from solace within

Their blood crying out to the one cloaked in darkness

the dreadful avenger of sin

Songs of Ammon chants of sin torrents pour out from within

Odes to self to feed the flames embracing wormwood in disdain

of the one who can break their chains

Bowed at the altars of Molech

your glory is your demise

Bewitched by the spirits who plot your destruction

you lusted at their disguise

Fed on the venom of serpents - felt warmth at deception's kiss

Whored out to your lovers on a bed full of nails

now betrothed to the abyss

We will not be silent

while innocence is despised

at Jezebels feast with blood on their hands

so proudly proclaiming their rights

Cursing the altars of Molech

and their rituals of death

Satanic devotion at their shrines of worship

soon reaping the wrath of the Lamb

Cursing the altars of Molech

and the whore that seduced their souls

at Jezebels call they yielded their senses

deceived by the serpent of old

Cursing the altars of Molech

and praising the wrath of the lamb

The fires are stoked and the penalty just

snuffed out by The Maker's hand