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• Artiste: Ancient Ceremony
• Titre: Seed Of Evil
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See the storm forth like the dancing Flames of immortal Fire Feel them burn Thy Soul Now enter Purgatory! Oh Scorpion in Azazel's haunted Realm with deadly Sting fulfill our Lust May Thou find the beating Hearts in their Breasts Woe to Thee - but where to flee? There is no Place to hide from the Seed of Evil Horned Entity, carry our Sins with Pride as we shall do in that star-filled Night when Babalon's Resurrection is gloriously set to be held Born again from Scarlet Woman's precious Womb as Insignium of Hate Woe to Thee - but where to flee? There is no Place to hide from the Seed of Evil Sand licks the Blood not less than seven Times My damned Children they awake from a Sleep that seemed eternally Whilst Desert's pestilential Winds spread from the East Nine-headed Hydra's Disease to crawl the Holy Lands "Thou shall be Feast for the Worms!" My Breed, these Harbingers of Death on destinuous Wings do ride Captured Souls are a mortal Meal consumed with deepest Delight consumed by the Seed of Evil