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Symbols of chaos are blazing again Showing a new way to follow Marks of blood engraved on stone Remember their unholy past Through the dark centuries
From these depths my roots have grown To the pantheon of gods 'Cause my blood is the blood of an ancient Wrath, the blood of the true revolution The
In the dusk he talked to the mystic face of the moon Promising that he will cover it with blood [He said] "See for what I fought so long, O' coldest
Il subissait toutes les souffrances eternelles Accroche a des espoirs lascifs Absorbe par des desires naifs et furtifs Domi par une vie superficielle