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Fall to the earth
To brand a penticle
In hand
Howl in the glory
For the ques calls from within
The wind
It speaks
Burn the gates and return
With the heavenly father
And the sufferers
Of the prayer master
Lucifer
Comes to the aid of hell spawned minds
Fall to the earth
To brand a penticle
In hand
Howl in the glory
For the ques calls from within
The wind
It speaks
Burn the gates and return
With the heavenly father
And the sufferers
Of the prayer master
Lucifer
Comes to the aid of hell spawned minds
Guide thy body to the field of christ sons
For with great power
We control the holy slaughter
The pure hell we have known is now thy throne
