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We hail our lightThe sun of SatanFor with thy mightCome forthWe dominate the worldBy one mightful force( )See the slaughteringGrowing weakBorn by viceAnd we drink of theDoomsday chaliceAnd paint us with the blood of himSowed into flamesIn their own pitiful gravesI kiss the raven that flew with meTrough all the desert stormsWinged by sorrow -- grief of manFlying high beneath the skyQuiet and silent through theNight cycloneTears wet my throne

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On Through The Desert Storm

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