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Upon The Dark Throne - Aura Noir
Upon the darkest of thrones
The true god is visible
The filthy sound
Of ten thousand necro morbid deaths
Smear my body with your destructive visions death
Writhe in my bastard hellish tormented ego
Soak my veins in alcohol
Create the beast behind these armored walls
I shall not let others in
So pure the race
So cold
But we tormented know
We know so f**king well
Not to hide yet to stay underground
You sit upon
The darkest of thrones
Yet still remain
As miserable as necro
As evil
As hungry as I
