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We serve the one that is the father of sithis and the void The master of what isnt and what is change. For his dark embrace and loving shadows will keep me hidden My warmth will come from his dead kiss My life in service For the Dread Father She knows it all She always know And we do her biddings She is the head of our body We are the listener and four speakers We are the thumb and fingers of her Black Hand We serve you Dear Night Mother Our brothers and sisters we are one In the cloud of the fathers embrace And in the time we all go to him Brothers and sisters What is the color of the night? Sanguine, my brother We are one
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Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
Dark Brotherhood
We serve the one that is the father of sithis and the void The master of what isnt and what is change. For his dark embrace and loving shadows will keep me hidden My warmth will come from his dead kiss My life in service For the Dread Father She knows it all She always know And we do her biddings She is the head of our body We are the listener and four speakers We are the thumb and fingers of her Black Hand We serve you Dear Night Mother Our brothers and sisters we are one In the cloud of the fathers embrace And in the time we all go to him Brothers and sisters What is the color of the night? Sanguine, my brother We are one
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henrik-riise-hanssen
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
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