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Rites To The Abduction Of EssenceBreak the waters holding theeWaters conceived and created through sin Born anew of air, earth and spiritual fire Oh cosmic demurge, foul creation Through the pulsating sphincter of spirit made flesh Look mercifully on this child Dry him with the breath of troublesome life Be degenerate, dead again of water Sanctified, the washing away of mystic life The aid of all those weak The crutch of all that flee to thee to suckle The death of spirits that believe Damnation of the dead in the realm of flesh The shepherd's bell tolls the lambs Take, eat, this is my spirit, which is broken for you Drink, this is my lifeblood, which I am drained of for you |