The urge to despoil and corrupt
is overhelming and essential
The demigod in me pulses brightly
like a morningstar against the cold void
I chooce to walk the steps of her path
of sensual cruelty
Thus I release myself from the shackles
of this world (and embrace the carnal)
freedom!!!
She guides my hand
the great whore of pantheon
The queen of war
Her love for war, astarte!
My flame is flickering
in the edge of extinquishing
Teeths of this reality
are sucking out my vitality
Shedding of the skin
is devious and imminent
I will become the serpent
of garden of eden
Her voice sings in me veins
the cold howl of the fury
She guides my hand
the great whore of pantheon
The queen of war
Her love for war, astarte!
Astarte!
Astarte!
Astarte!
Astarte!
Shacles are broken
Broken by will
throne of my temple
reconquered (and baptized with blood)
I invoke thy name
oh harlot ov war
She who fornicates
oh harlot ov war
My soul for you
oh harlot ov war
She who baths in the flames of war
Conquest and submission
next step in her path
explore, eradicate
the excess of dedication
Astarte!
Astarte!
Astarte!
Astartes path!

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