Oh Mundus, O Lord
Thy body, thy throat
To our spirits return
Your heart is our curse
Oh Lorkhan, O Demon
Our bodies, our chains
What illusion is next
For us to escape
Tears of the red heart, whose spark has now fallen
A skyscape wounded by Manichaean divine
Asunder the ground; the impregnated flesh
By the measure of all things, so selfish and pure
A void is filled by new ideas
Cruel, and intransigent, we're shown the travail
A fountain of fire shall birth from your seed
But in darkness retired, thy doom drum resounds
The One becomes Two
The Moan and the Silence
Existence is Sin
Truth is a Wraith
To be Guarded with Fear
The Sons of Sithis Sing
The One becomes Two
The Moan and the Silence
Existence is Sin
Truth is a Wraith
To be Guarded with Fear
The Sons of Sithis Sing
The One
AE HERMA MORA ALTADOON PADHOME LKHAN AE AI
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Oh Mundus, O Lord
Thy body, thy throat
To our spirits return
Your heart is our curse
Oh Lorkhan, O Demon
Our bodies, our chains
What illusion is next
For us to escape
Tears of the red heart, whose spark has now fallen
A skyscape wounded by Manichaean divine
Asunder the ground; the impregnated flesh
By the measure of all things, so selfish and pure
A void is filled by new ideas
Cruel, and intransigent, we're shown the travail
A fountain of fire shall birth from your seed
But in darkness retired, thy doom drum resounds
The One becomes Two
The Moan and the Silence
Existence is Sin
Truth is a Wraith
To be Guarded with Fear
The Sons of Sithis Sing
The One becomes Two
The Moan and the Silence
Existence is Sin
Truth is a Wraith
To be Guarded with Fear
The Sons of Sithis Sing
The One
AE HERMA MORA ALTADOON PADHOME LKHAN AE AI
Thy body, thy throat
To our spirits return
Your heart is our curse
Oh Lorkhan, O Demon
Our bodies, our chains
What illusion is next
For us to escape
Tears of the red heart, whose spark has now fallen
A skyscape wounded by Manichaean divine
Asunder the ground; the impregnated flesh
By the measure of all things, so selfish and pure
A void is filled by new ideas
Cruel, and intransigent, we're shown the travail
A fountain of fire shall birth from your seed
But in darkness retired, thy doom drum resounds
The One becomes Two
The Moan and the Silence
Existence is Sin
Truth is a Wraith
To be Guarded with Fear
The Sons of Sithis Sing
The One becomes Two
The Moan and the Silence
Existence is Sin
Truth is a Wraith
To be Guarded with Fear
The Sons of Sithis Sing
The One
AE HERMA MORA ALTADOON PADHOME LKHAN AE AI
Writer: Mara Knöcklein
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