Date night with the devil
Osculum infame
Crossroads tonight are festal
Coven of witches, akelarre
This is the night we solemnise blasphemy
All together with him on the throne of ebony
Let us welcome the angst in ourselves
Forever cursed, disdained and damned
Join the sabbath and the horrendous
Join the sabbath this is witchcraft
Spree, dance together
Roll your eyes
Follow the drums
No limits at all, sebbatre
Naked woman and men
All together again
Enlightened by the firel
And its flames that are higher
Black candles at the feast of evilness
Dancing and yelling in the night of excesses
You say it's profane
Yes that's the great arcane
Ascend in the flame of the pyre
Oh my soul! Thy God is like the cold emptiness
Of the utmost heaven, into wich thou radiatest
Thy little light. When thou shall know me
O empty God, my flame shall utterly expire in thy great N.O. x
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