Thurisaz (In The Negative Aspect)

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They came first—the gods of the thorn
Howling titans of the abyss
Entropy bound and chaos sworn

From their demise was all life born
In our blood we still hear their hiss
They came first—the gods of the thorn

The source of all in us forlorn
And of our own venomous kiss
Entropy bound and chaos sworn

They live in the scars we adorn
And in our wicked, wartime bliss
They came first—the gods of the thorn

We call upon their names with scorn
While our own nature we dismiss
Entropy bound and chaos sworn

Sons of Saturn, we eat our born
Violence apotheosis
Entropy bound and chaos sworn
They came first—the gods of the thorn

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