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From birth to death, we march between cruelty and madness.
Only the dead saw the end of war and felt the pride of victory.
Desolation-stained landscapes emerge from the wrath and apocalyptic storms.
The Wolves are loose, loyal and fearless beasts
A grotesque howling wind
Snakes follow shadows crawling in union with darkness
With each loss of my skin I feel that I am closer to divine transformation.
Kneel down and your unbearable shame will end
With serpent scorn eyes thou shalt be
Unlight by the shadow of the complex darkness
Feel my daggers cut the stigmatized flesh and the impure blood that covers my face will now be a river of gnosis that runs free.
From birth to death, we march between cruelty and madness.
Only the dead saw the end of war and felt the pride of victory.
Desolation-stained landscapes emerge from the wrath and apocalyptic storms.
From birth to death, we march between cruelty and madness.
Only the dead saw the end of war and felt the pride of victory.