.Hark, Thou whom reflections of life have never reached,
Whose name is cried with every stillborn!
I kneel before, oh silhouette of all divinity of Black!
With Thy horns I shall raise all misanthropic visions,
Buried deep in inverted star.
Through the gates of Death I sha.
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