Southeast of the palace of god 
Amongst the fire torrid wastelands of 
Sheol Where the tower of 
Baphomet stands 
Surrounded by the oceans of insanity and terror 
Obscure and cruel messages 
Tormenting spiritual radiation 
Causing the legions of the 
Dead to rise 
And have the power over the living 
Fallen cradle to crack the 
Earth open 
I call to 
Thee! I kneel to 
Thee! Heed my prayers mighty 
One Invocate from the boweles of nailed messiah 
Rise to flare out with darkness 
The One wear the 
Serpent's crown 
The one wear the 
Serpent's crown 
Rise to flare out of dark 
Followers of the primevial sin dogma 
Burning in ashes piece by piece 
Suicide is the best way to stay alive 
In the time of no time 
Age of mourning has come 
The conquest is granted when the black 
Sun shines 
When you awake the 
Earth ends in fire