"God is absence. God is the solitude of man." 
Jean-Paul Sartre 

inflict the seed ov Eve upon me 
the heritage ov Cain can't be undone 
'tis my rejection! 'tis my denial! 
that stirs with repulsive mortifications 
they attempted to deprive me from my odium ov chaos 
they threw my wretched body into rivers ov purgatory 
for such is a consequence ov my angelic nature 
abortion ov god in my leprous womb 

soiled with the miasma ov the bleakest hemisphere 
the formless fires ov Amenti unfold 
not nearly as frenzy as discordia that breeds within 
not nearly as frenzy as disorder that I bring 
universe is drained 
so is my heart... 
...this earth grew weary and dull 
is it the renaissance ov my rigid existence? 
is there a future for me beyond the stars? 

I drink to desolation 
I drink to your demise 
monarch ov neglected kingdom 
oh great despiser ov life 

et credo in serpentem 
misterium [bad word] 
in nomen eius Baphomet 

hearken! my Ophities 
consume the flesh and drink the blood 
 [bad word] with utmost disgrace 
reject the benefits ov eucharist 
disdain the lie! 
let you senses sharpen 
let your eyes see in the boundless dark 
resist not radiant light 
be [bad word] slashing [bad word] the vast skies 
be like ravening wolves 
unchaining hearts 

now drink to desolation 
drink to god's demise 
monarch ov neglected kingdom 
oh great despiser ov life 

o leo et o serpens 
qui perditor perdes 
sis valens nobiscum