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Xasthur
Know that you shall die like whores
And the cries of your writhings shall rise
To please their Lord...
So before the sword
Side with me in slaughter
And the cries of your writhings shall rise
To please their Lord...
So before the sword
Side with me in slaughter
I am Methuselah of the Tribulation
The Moonchild come to harm
The spoken horns of desolation
Drink the pouring of my fury
Those darkened waters spur
The brink of war as my judge and jury
And rapist executioner
Our time is short, the horsemen ride
A foul-breathed chora howls, besides
Damnation and a day has passed
This divine right to genocide!
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