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Offer pure incense to a pure altar, which mankind craves for this action,.
who stains his immaculate love. I'll be the shame of my army,.
I'll drown the tomb of my beloveds. O unholy act that encloses all sin,.
A soldier made slave to a whim. Everyone can disrespect me.
So petty is my misdeed, which will be carved into my own face.