ite, o socii, quacumque voluptas caedis inexhaustae, superisque faventibus, oro, sufficite! hortatur clara iam voce sacerdos.
Forward, comrades, wherever lust of limitless slaughter takes you; the High Ones favour, do not fail them, I pray. So now with loud voice the priest exhorts them.
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