Fresh blood sticks on my hands
Here in the chamber of worms
Asag, the great transformer
Empowered me with death

Long ago I chose his path
A black witch with a child’s face
And hatred changed me
Into what I am

The lie of the almighty Serpent
Desecration, death and immortal being
Illusion, disguised as wisdom

From the eternal shadows
Eyeless creatures arise
Singing the verses of strange chants
Bringing the bright light of hell

Around the internal flames fire
They swirl as faceless flies
And even before me
They found salvation

Album: Potestas Magicum Diaboli

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