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Wind of the Black Mountains
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Thy Shadow (Hill of TheHorned Goat)
Cold and black, the night shall be Naked bodies filled with lust I proclaim in my master's name Receiving poor souls from which I take Hatred for god, you all will follow me Satan's disciples, I will set you free
In the feast of darkness I shall feed upon your weakness The shadows are cast upon the hill Hill of the horned goat Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Where joy forever dwells, hail horrors Hail infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time The mind is it's own place And itself can make a heaven of Hell A Hell of heaven... Better to reign in Hell than to serve in heaven
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