Akercocke

Epode

by Akercocke

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Lyrics

Thinking of words
To describe you
No one can know
How much I trust you

Calling Satan
Master, dark deeds

Discarding the mask

Riddled with shame

I'm taking the task
Worthy to your name

Now I request you
To follow my every move
The more that I take from you
The stranger I become

Satan
Master