With 9 veils amde of dragon's blood
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weaved (from) the witches of Sagoth
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Drapped is the queen of darkness
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the empress of the moonclad tribes
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Within Enochian spiritforms
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she speaks the serpent words
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"The time came round you faithful ones
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(to) be my fiery blade (and) do my will"
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The flute now sings the hateful tunes
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The skulldrum gives the ritual rhythm
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The empress in a crimson trance
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begins the steps of the wardance
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With each veil transformed into soil
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black angels ride forth from Hades
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(to drown the world in blood and tears)
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as the spell of the nineth veil
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completes the warlust circle
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Wardance Of The Empress
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Thou Art Lord |