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Praise me, oh god, I have done
Raise the introspect, wars I won
Rise me, oh god, still the end
Send in the solace one, never end My black magic creates tragic fates like back fractures upon magistrates
That disagreed with Necro advocates
If you know for 4 G's you could be coked up
Involved in orgies on top of pentagrams soaked in goats'
innocent maidens, reciting rituals in a menacing cadence
I'm a sadist, making me Satan's acquaintance
My sepulchral corporals disobeyin' court rules, assaultin'
Burn 'em with liquid the cauldron on the altar with chickens
These verses are satanic like Salmon
Reading Talmud on embalming fluid next to Muhammad, the devil him to do it
Music made for thrashers and gay
We slay fascists, while I puffin' LaVey's ashes
You're enslaved to imprisonment
Dick on Monroe's grave and christen it I piss in it
Blasphemous like Baphomet's tits, like African ticks
Make the sacrifice and suck theCapricorn's dick
You got pulmonary
You'll soon be buried like Gary Coleman's career, but skull recovered by FEMA
the mental, walkin' backwards into temple
Gold inverted pentacle, fang platinum
Magically tragedy internally
to Merlin so your fragile anatomy burns in Hell
Your permanent murder's a
Sincerely and personally I'm eternally HIM, his infernal

It to me
I feel
I write the of corpse
I the strain
Killing it to me
what I do to pray, to pray

This heavy, like the illustrations of Eliphas Lévi
Should've left you forever celibate at your Briss a machete
Sick, demented women prance, centered in the
Enter the pit, kill a divine being like Benton's band
to Miami beach, no law in the streets
I don't wait for the to preach, cause God is dead, according to Nietzsch'
Shit on Christ while the rocks
Blasting King during the Equinox, sacrificin' peacocks
A black Bar Mitzvah, satanis
A sick cynical clique with banana clips and bandanas
If your was killin' for Satan and now you're locked up
It's clear as day you decieved like Ramirez
I have no physical address, I spiritua