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Hear Him who howls with snake's tusk, into the bowels of the earth, the roar of Him who pervade eternally the endless heavens. His might rend the forest and overwhelm the city, but no one will know the hand that deal, and the soul that destroy, because without visage and filthy proceed the Damned and His form is unknown by men. Hear Him voice, in the hours of obscurity, answer to His recall, bow and honour your Lord, waiting when the death will die and will came His age, when He will rise again, and His realm will cover the earth. Give me Your sign, oh great Lord of the Evil, so that I could know Your wish, grant me the power of allay the waves, so that I could hear Your call. Give me Your sign, oh great Lord of the Evil