Black veins it's shadows cast
From a radiant sacred flame
Delved are it's bloodquenched roots
Wielder of the crooked staff advances
Vestals contort in stances
Festering flesh of the divine host
The means to tread the astral path
How the godly succumb to their wrath
Virtuous three bequest the corpse sight
Knowledge passed through this rite
In fetters the defeated enslaved
Their infinite victory
Devotees self immolate then to profane
Patrimpas nurturer
Perkunas Cleaver
Patulas Enslaver
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