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We are the beast, the dragon, the whore
The filth of creation, from lust we are born
Prideful messiahs and prophets of rage
Mystery written for a nation betrayed
Blood from the throne
As above, so below
Light of knowledge, cast out unafraid
Unbowed risen glory, ineffable plague
Wings open wide to black out the sun
The four horsemen ride to end what’s begun
Everything went black
From the depths, from the heavens
Give to the rising of the age of blood
Rend the door disciples of war
Blasphemy crawls from divine killing floors
Stars casted down… black earth expels
Lies and deceit from past aeons dispelled
We are the damned
The promised land is fucking cursed
Prepare the dawn we resist
We belong to the abyss