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Seven circles are for the unholy Black Lord
Weapon to destroy the false doctrines
Maded by the sheeps, maded by the blinds
Maded by these totally hopeless crations
The only way is to burn the criminal chuch of lie
From thousand years standing against the real wisdom
Now they running from our blade, from our knife
Their final hour now has come with our age
