Feed my soul o' blackout blues
Treacherous thoughts
In which the sun's drowned itself in
Impious visions
In which the sun's drowned itself in
Those dreadful psalms,
From which all the fervor had left
The night has come!
Ravenous eternal darkness
Drain, the life, from the universe,
Defeat the cosmic plan
Come forth, come forth, Azerate!
Enlighten us with your secrets
Come forth, come forth, Azerate!
Bring the universe to its end

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