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The Seal of the seventy-two || MME

Lyrics by Subhajit © MME 2026 From Zion's height, a shadow falls, Where cedar wood meets marble halls. Not the temple, bright with holy fire, But the crypt where Sephirot transpire. King of bloodline, Solomon he stood, Bearing a name misunderstood. He held the Key, a serpent made of brass, A mirror where the righteous fail to pass. His wisdom, a curse, a frozen, awful sight, He yearned to command the Eternal Night. Above his head, no halo shone, Just a crown of winter-kissed stone. The air is thin, a blade of frozen dread, The stars above, they weep for what he's bled. In the dust, the pentacle is drawn, A perfect circle before the icy dawn. The Shemhamphorasch twisted, word by word, A blasphemy the unseen realm has heard. He chants the names, a voice of frost and steel, Commanding forces that no mortal can feel. Paimon, Bael, Agares, a spectral host, Seventy-two shadows, forever lost. They rise from tombs where silence sleeps, An army summoned from Qliphothic deeps. #heavymetal #music #newmusic #song #doommetal #metalcore #blackmetal #mme #trending