Hence I will annoint And whisper wholeheartedly The creed of Hades and beyond As I succumb to inevitable sin For I cannot enslave myself With imaginary words of salvation The hypocrisy that surrounds my temple Is assisted by pretenders to the throne The winds that blow purity Signify my chosen legacy I was born to opposition A contender to creation In Sorte Diaboli In Sorte Diaboli In Sorte Diaboli In Sorte Diaboli For my sins I will ask no forgiveness For my sins They are not to forgive So never speak of me quietly Stand by my confession I voice your rebellion Against the traitor of the world I am the first creature of this kingdom I will be the one To out live his time With the triumph of free will
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