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Horned Is The Hunter - Sabbat

"Alone he sits - a vanquished Lord upon an oaken throne, presiding o'er this conflict that chills him to the bone, for each tarnished blade that festers is a thorn thrust in his side, and His pain alone"

How Have The Mighty Fallen? - Sabbat

"Denizens of sylvan places hidden from the eyes of man, courtesans with sylph-like graces dancing to the pipes of Pan - that echoed through the ether notes that soured the wings of halcyon, songs to give"

Mythistory - Sabbat

"I'm standing at the crossroads of my life - nothing to lose. Each path leads to oblivion, whichever one I choose. Rising from the ashes of my plight I traverse filaments of light, that permeate my ethereal"

A Cautionary Tale - Sabbat

"Faustus begin thine incantations, take good care to draw thy circle true, by God must you prevail - for if you fail these demons make a meal of you. Your soul shall be their meat - a kingly feast for them"

Wildfire - Sabbat

"INTRO: In thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth out of sight. Many a strange thing will you dream - though it is never what it seems Awakened from my troubled sleep - where dreams"

For Those Who Died - Sabbat

"Our tounges they could not silence, with their malicious lies, their unforgotten violence, remember those who died. And as my flesh is put to fire, I hear their voices still, their unjust accusations, demanding"

The Best Of Enemies (Wulf's Tale) - Sabbat

"Oh instrument of God force - Fed on ignorance and lies, so blind and narrow-minded that you cannot compromise. Even the most foolish theif should know what he is taking - lest he find himself within a cage"

The Church Bizzare - Sabbat

"The stage is set my friends for the play that never ends - this comedy we call the Church Bizzare, once you enetr you are bound to find salvation by the pound, assured the more you pay the nearer God you"

The Clerical Conspiracy - Sabbat

"BRAND: "I have wealth beyond measure- My treasures are words forged by time in a tale of such beauty they cry to be heard. Still a young fool was I as my story begins, yet like all fools considered myself"

The Demise Of History - Sabbat

"Can you see tomorrows end? The spawning of a new God begins The cities been lost to the war. Enemy existence is all abound Death laughs, his begotten playground The village of the damned is set forever. There's"

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