Knowledge of the Ultimate Void

Walking afraid in dust
Among memories, [bad word] 
Feeling the cursed moment [bad word] 
Soon, the ancient veils shall fall
And reveal the forgotten [bad word] 

An old crypt, bones and skulls lying around,
Traces of useless life, of god's defeat…
An evil presence, utter hate,
Freeze the blood, still warm of fading life.

Deadly silence, but many visions…
Thus spoke the [bad word] 
Bow in front of Satan's might.

All that was done, but an illusion.
Life was doomed before it appeared
For nothing is real, but the everlasting void.

Finally, you were right,
Spilling blood and spreading fear…
Now you die, but as well know
You were of Satan's kind.