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BEHEMOTH lyrics : "Satan's Sword I Have Become"

For ages travelled by the holy fire
Today free, free and triumphant
To no avail for the dungeons and chains of the inquisition

Poor and lonely are my adversers
Who serving the beast for million years
With the whip and crown of thorns

Shall be remunerated today
Wanderer, perpetual and restless
Master, equally hideous & beautiful

Loved and adored... How simple it is...
For many years my !@&( hath envenomed the races
Abomination to the earthly, to everything that is simple

And obscure at the same time
Therefore let us celebrate the antitesis of the eucharist
With the sacerdoral gesture you welcome us

I am your dazing threshold
Let us commence! We are void of our bodies...
The night, that we are honoured to celebrate

Perhaps the last during which I satisfy my desire
Wanderer, perpetual and restless
Master, equally hideous & beautiful

The real world or the imaginary vision
Still perceptible to my chaotic thoughts
Nothing shall taste the same again...

I am waiting for you to stab the world in its heart

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