Profane creation

Final lamentation

Profane creation
Under the fullmoon
The beasts live
Walk in shadows, the light
Can not touch his dark soul
Into the abyss
Suffer by the pleasures
His gloomy face
Show the inheritance
From hell torment and pain
When the stars fall
Its blaze is extinguished
When the demons arise their
Blaze are larger
Than a thousand stars
The pain from second
Deaths will to show
The magnificence of true
Dark wisdom from abyss
The hell is liberty
The hell is the salvation
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