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The Rising Horns
Noctem
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The gods are forming in their wings the curtains
The winds are the sound of war
The temple is hanging between the heavens
The heavens are flowing into the air
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The mortal images illuminated by the stars
The beasts disappearing from the dense bogs
Make offerings to the pyramids
Offerings of violence on the altar stone
From the first crucifixion of a testicle
This is the start note of the severing moon
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I read my words, get out of here
No matter, do it better
For the sword, the heart, I go with the heart
Sorrows are within me, pain is on the floor
The law is made for the slaves
The glory I conveyed to the brave
Empty bell and key, golden
Every time that you try to forget me
Forever the strength will force you
Forgotten to the eyes of the real gods
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The path of the justice is stained with blood
You are with my feet on the earth
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I read my words, get out of here
No matter, do it better
For the sword, the heart, I go with the heart
Sorrows are within me, pain is on the floor
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The law is made for the slaves
The glory I conveyed to the brave
Empty bell and key, golden
Every time that you try to forget me
Forever the strength will force you
Forgotten to the eyes of the real gods
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In the depths of the earth, in the hidden pits of the sky
You can hear the sound of the horns of war
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