Naaja the Rebel
I, Naaja the Rebel
And true son of Zobboz
Shout in the face of Tmejjel
Thief and Deceiver,
Torturer of the Evil one Xajtan.
Swear to destroy thee,
Consecrate myself against thee
and your hoard
And will not rest
until I open up your heart
and drink its blood.
So be it,
forever.
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