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Death Dance

From the fire so pure, The dark void appear. Iron chain in the deep to gather strength. built day and night will howling prophets links. Fires and wind condensing orb. Bright sparks unwearied glorious flames. Yes the deep again infinite wombs, Their circle casting deep fled the sun with you size glowing with its own illusion. I fled away to its glowing bad. But his heart a four river go fire forms the illusion. Death dance in ancient time Yahweh Mountain pastures sun. Countenance divine clouds hills build the mills. Burning desires unfolded the fire. Fight sleep in my hand. Would be Yahweh. Now death sing, There is a void outside the earth the sleeping dead awful cave. Ancient writing grave in fire fierce desire. Voices I bear shall be in harmony. The living knows their souls grow cold. In the awaking night their pillar of gold, Pillar stood still the fields with their brides. Meadows green Yehweh child has seen Satan synagogue. Mighty ruins victory won that fatal true knife. The offering of human life. The mountain shakes from tyres brook. Pomp of wars flames of fire for death and woes. for on the sands of death

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