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Artist: Elvenking
Canonical path: /elvenking/the-voynich-manuscript
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The Voynich Manuscript
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The Voynich Manuscript
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I'm slave to the arms of the night and of the shadows
Caressed by the storms and the spines of wanton fantasies
Filthy unutterable rites, of pagan verity
Adorned by magickal scars
For the ones who believe, for the ones who really believe
I raise a toast to the gods of the damned and banned
A chalice to those who betrayed the gilded throne
Write of my journeys and fights back to back
Sing of my deeds and my glories
Hide all the things that are burning my heart
Deep down devouring my soul of black
Until I will confess and redeem
To the last arcane king
A kingdom got fattened by greed, by vicious longings
Luxury demons command
On the prowl of your vanity, look out for your enemies
I raise a toast to the gods of the damned and banned
A chalice to those who betrayed the gilded throne
I stand on the verge of malice – bless the hands of the wickedly pure
The fingers of the glorified to the back of the eternally blamed
Write of my journeys and fights back to back
Sing of my deeds and my glories
Hide all the things that are burning my heart
Deep down devouring my soul of black
Until I will confess and redeem
To the last arcane king
Sing of my deeds and glories – as my remains repose
Evocativo maleficium – manuscript of death throes
I stand on the verge of malice – blessed are the hands of the wickedly pure
Pointed the fingers of the glorified to the backs of the eternally blamed
I smell the blood of the reverenced with reluctance and disgust
They'll find the answers of their holy land in the piss splattered on their graves
Until I will redeem – to the arcane king
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