Dead Cult

Dead Cult - Temple Of Baal

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Ancient sayings tell about

Legends of ancient times

Times of darkness and mysteries

When our cult stayed hidden from all light

Disciples used to gather

Celebrate the dark mysteries

Sharing occult treasures

Offerings in His name

Horns raised to the sky

In the dim light of the candles

Chants from the Void to celebrate the Black Death Cult

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Blasphemic scriptures

In hidden black books

To initiate those who deserved

Some to master

Some to fail

Some never to return

Unholy words of praise

Black chants of Death

New forms of Darkness

New keys to forbidden gates

Alas came the bitter end

Too many so-called chosen ones

Defiling the black essence

Raping the magic of the flame

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The cult is dead

But few in numbers

We remember those ancient times

For we've been struck

By the coldest blaze

And our souls forever bear

The burn of its dead lights

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Dead Cult