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Acheron Messe Noir Demo

A haunting feeling comes throughout a darkened room The air turns thick at this ritual of doom Candles start to flicker as the image now appears Alla

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Our father, who art in hell, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On earth as it is in hell. We take this night our rightful

Oh lasting foulness of betlehem, Hear the words of which we speak. Denying all your holy standards, In our veins flows blasphemy. Drive the nails

The gate is closed yet the flame burns from within. Vessels for satan's power made up of lust and sin. Open the mysteries of your creation. Make us

Sapahe zodimii du-i-be, od noasa to qu-a-nis, adarocahe Dorepehal caosagi od faonutas peripesol ta-be-liore.. Caasareme a-me-ipezodi na-zodaretahe

Glory to thee almighty satan Highest and ineffable king of hell Bring forth joy from the infernal realm To the disciples of the black flame [Chorus