[bad word] the raging [bad word] power from your soul
 Pure demoniac blessing as I kill myself in woe
 All souls coloured the face of the moon
 Shall suffer the eclipse

 You must know that I no longer can see
 the difference of dream and reality
 For the walls have been sieged
 And conquered by our

 Dark Satanic Blasphemy

 I stand alone in a valley filled with starlight
 My eyes suffer from eternal sparks
 So shut the lids and dream so I can see
 the trident clearer than ever now

 And in my darkest fantasy
 And as I reach for [bad word] 
 I am free...

 Hearses are raining from the open sky
 Meglomania reigns supreme
 Chilled in horror - Christian death
 They leaned too long to stand a Fall

 I bend to receive
 the lust and pain
 Beat me jesus
 And we will win