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With 9 veils amde of dragon's bloodweaved (from) the witches of Sagoth
Drapped is the queen of darknessthe empress of the moonclad tribes
Within Enochian spiritformsshe speaks the serpent words"
The time came round you faithful ones(to) be my fiery blade (and) do my will"
The flute now sings the hateful tunes
The skulldrum gives the ritual rhythm
The empress in a crimson trancebegins the steps of the wardance
With each veil transformed into soilblack angels ride forth from Hades(to drown the world in blood and tears)as the spell of the nineth veilcompletes the warlust circle
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