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Goat of Departure
Goat of departure,
on his back rides their shame.
Antithesis of their,
ivory christian chains.
Fearful thee,
ovis their weakened,
hearts and minds.
We are the Satyrs,
of hedonistic kind.
Less travelled is our path,
laid darkly to the left.
Footprint of Mendes,
emblazoning our armored breast.
Great bearded Capra,
who towers over the land.
A tribute to your magnificence.
The feared sign of the horns,
shows on our hands.
Azazel, the damned ibex,
swath of scarlet ties his neck.
To the desert banished yet,
our curse lives on.
Embrace the glory the goat,
worship the one who burns below.
Heretic liberation of the soul,
dispel their false salvation as a whole.
Misunderstood our Lord,
preserver of the horde.
Footprint of Mendes,
enchants our angel cleaving swords.
Oh silvered Capra,
taught us to fear no man.
In your honor,
we have gathered strength,
to rid their aging falsehoods,
from this land!
We’ll fight their kingdom high,
the burdened scapegoat cast aside.
Like he has, we shall too survive,
melding our powers undenied.
Order of Ebon,
we are his righteous blade.
Reich of satanic rule,
the iron might of Baphomet.
Bringers of chaos,
we are an Antichrist.
Swing spiked morning stars,
to crush his kingdom, our delight.
Danse ye now,
unto to the Satyrs lyre.
Spring heeled devotion,
to Hells eternal fires.
Instinctively,
to follow thine desire.
We should ashamed not be,
preservation of the will is key.
Embrace the glory the goat,
worship the one who burns below.
Heretic liberation of the soul,
dispel their false salvation as a whole.
We’ll fight their kingdom high,
the burdened scapegoat cast aside.
Like he has, we shall too survive,
melding our powers undenied.
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