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Behemoth Thelema 6 66

23 year ov long journey among the living dead on nonsense nourish'd I my naked soul and where am i? in the palace ov underworld without enemy nor friend

on ye hill where ye sun behind horizon hides there is nothing except our breaths and crux of events and some crux ov our hands on ye hill where shadow

listen ye all who can preach I am the god's begotten son I tell three woe shall be no more woe, thou shalt end up in flames! no horns I have nor pair

without sin I can't make religion as without sin there's no whoredom and when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again ("...every

fucked by hecate yet I shall not be yours no fantasies nor the promised grace I will chase you down rid me ov slavery strengthen up my mind with a bliss

waters' running down by the silver moonrays - towards the foundation reflecting themselves and creating deadly forms ov life vinvm sabbati crystal formula