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Paganhorns

My love is the guardian of the light

Far beyond the light...

The gloom is the essence of blood

Lurking in our eyes

We rule the death

In the garden of the crucified ones..

In the garden of condemnated ones

We are the liberators..



Eternal

Eternal

Eternal

Eternal hate



Our feeling is the doom of the demons

Sleeping in inexpressible shapes..

The essence of violation hidden in thy beauty

Hidden in bloody sensual pleasure..



Eternity?

Landscape of the night

Eternity?

Plentitude of Wildness

Eternity?

Landscape of the night

Eternity?

Plentitude of Wildness



It is

Our lips shrouded in moonlight...



Eternity?

Night of the burning crosses



It is

In the ritual of the anointed ones

In the ceremony of crucyfying the truth

Our lips shrouded in moonlight..

Paganhorns /

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