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Lost Soul
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The Highest Pleasure
The banners of Lust beaten by winds Piercing sounds induces panic Amongst a herd of meek sheep
Scorn to those below Scorn in the highest
Useless are the curses of sexless forms Dripping saliva and sighing To decomposed corpse of an ancient madman
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A farce never seen before Grotesque masterpiece Powerless parade in black armour
All limits fade Blinded vanity Scoffers whips lash The Highest Pleasure Lures, amazes and devours Desecrated thoughts, holy words
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