Conjuring the Profane Fury
Sarkrista
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A sinister curse echoes through the night winds
Spoken through burning tongues
Restless minds of pure madness
Spirits in the spell of the devil
Driven by madness, psalms are spoken with rolled eyes
In the shadows we gather to praise our lord
Words are burning with the voice of impious madness
Conjuring the fury, kneel for our lord!
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And when the ritual blade tears the flesh
The reek of rotten blood fills the air
A sacrifice on this night of deep devotion
Come forth, o Master!
And take our souls!
Driven by madness, psalms are spoken with rolled eyes
In the shadows we gather to praise our lord
Words are burning with the voice of impious madness
Conjuring the fury, kneel for our lord!