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All around me I see the weakness of men

Feeble victims, vitality they can't comprehend

I harness the hatred

My desire to win in the end

Almighty am I

A master of men

I sever all ties with the hordes of the weak

I smash my enemies, they turn the other cheek

I harness the hatred

My desire to win in the end

Almighty am I

A master of men

The stench of their cowardice

Disgusts me

I rise above the depths

Victoriously

I embrace the suffering

It strengthens me

I transcend their weakness

I dominate the weak with strength from within

Satanic splendour I command once again

With abhorrence I conquer the divine lie

I rule with vigour, the weak they die