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Black Funeral - Sutekh lyrics
Lord of the Northern Sky, chaos unbound
 Whose head is a beast, yet has no form
 Lord of deserts, the mightiest of Gods
 Whose blade cuts deep the weakened enemy
 A tribe of sand moves across a sky forlorn
 I am the Eye within the center, overmastering, devouring
 As the Serpent do I embrace torment, stinging death
 Yet through me there is life
 The moon is dark, sleeping in a desolate ruinBlack Funeral - Sutekh - http://motolyrics.com/black-funeral/sutekh-lyrics.html
 Shadows bring my servants, breeding serpents within
 Lord of Beasts, who cuts with the knife oppression and stasis
 Let strife run through the veins of all, let mastery be of the strong
 There is no compassion for those who are not of our blood
 Praise is made in me, for here darkness begins
 Tongues of flame, scribe my books of art
 So infernal, yet I compel the suns scorching rays
 Lord of the Darkened Skies, yet arise in the Noon
 Burning sun and deathhead Moon








