Algol, to Thee I sing my song
Oh star of Evil and obscene light,
Perpetual in your seductive nothingness
Grant me thy power, grant me thy all-devouring might...

For I am a feeble human soul
Itching for the [bad word] To [bad word] one with the Elements...
To hover above the Cosmic seas eternally...

From the depths of my darkest nightmares
Reincarnated, I rise again...
Conceiving the glorious future awaiting me
Far beyond the limits of earthly fancies

Within the dominions enslaved by torment
Thousand human cries sound so sweet...
Their [bad word] dry
Crimson limbs, crowned with suffering
Enthroned through embalmment...

Pale forespoken skies turn black again and forever
Sunset is near, [bad word] - my desired destiny
Silhouettes clothed in twilight crawl into my burial [bad word] of the visionary land, they endow me with their ecstasy
I wither and behold the clouded landscapes grow dim...

Lost is my visual form, forgotten is my former life
Now I'm at one with mists of eternity...