Black Royal Spiritism - I. O Sino da Igreja
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Comigo ninguém pode Mas Eu posso com tudo Na minha encruzilhada Eu sou Exu Veludo "Dar louvor e honra ao mestre da linha esquerda" By drums and sadistic poetry, a blackened spiral carries the call From the enraging depths to ascendance From beyond the halls of your kingship (Minstrels praise the Arts of War) Enraging - blackened transcendence Come! Slay to the sound of the trumpets that feed your name Come! Swept in black and red, swords everlasting and bright Unto their throats, unto the pale and the feeble carriers of deceit Who forever withers under these crimson skies On a bed of daggers, blackened skulls and wrathful prayers Come!
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Jun 21, 2026
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