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Gather men
Build the wooden diamond
Against the laws of golden frocked men
We praise the funeral storm
Lift the corpse onto the structure
Light the pyre, sing our song
Bring the funeral storm
I am insidious death
I am funeral storm
The birth, the passing of flesh
Bombastic legions released
And they dream of death anb life
And hatred and devotion
To the funeral storm
And the devils
They cry and they weep in oddly shaped tongues
And they dream of death and life and hatred and devotion
And they scream aghast for the funeral storm
I am insidious flesh
I am funeral storm
I am insidious death
I am funeral storm
I am insidious flesh
I am funeral storm
I am insidious death
I am funeral storm
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