Wield your power martyr's price stare me down to the ground
The eyes of the devil fixed on his sinners
Slake my thirst eternal wealth heathen key around my neck
This poetry our blasphemy know the sounds of infamy
The hands of Satan assembling his flock pale horse rider scorching the earth
Whispered conjuration a belief takes form
Choking hand tapping the veins in your throat
His orders in your mouth a decree for domination
Beneath the tides of wisdom spins the undertow of hate
Injected seeds of vengeance usurper's eyes of the powerless
Clean path to his kingdom beckoning in the mist
The grand conjuration
Tell me why love subsides in the light of your wishes
Say my name ease the pain clear the smoke in my head
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