Ruins

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Dust of the decades have still not covered the pain we rise again, following the primitive darkness our minds pure, our weapons glistering in the midnights moonlight in the night where a jewish soul is worthless Sour weak souls tremble before the majesty of death we look over all that filth and falseness knowing that the keys of Knowledge and Power are in the hand of Satan our Master, whose wisdom we follow in this path of hate Under the flames the honour of pagan times is rising again fragments of the David's star are shattered on the collapsed ruins triangle of Jehovah turns, its eye weeping blood and the pentagram rises, upwards the horns of the beast Throughout the ages have we journeyed, crushing your dreams towards the black holocaust - your corpses are rotting at the ruins of your sacred temple books of your false doctrines are torn, your "holy" images trampled into the mud of oblivion in the darkness shall be buried your Jewish dream As the colours of the new holiness will rise Winter, Blood and divine Night leaving the disharmonic, observing the occult with the union of wisdom and hate, strength and honour we rise we rise to the throne of our age

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