歌词
He became the swarm, indeed a pitiful imitationto the verge of a quiet glance, an oracle without eyes
Darkness...
My precious companion, even thou canst see
His faceSalvation, turned to bleed despair, compassion fled...
Sadistic delight flowed, like
Hell burned brighterexistence woven into darkness, prudence did fall...
In Satan's beauty,
Life was found...
A flow of orgasmic fire,swept through the cosmic night
I enthroned darkness triumphant,with the searing trident of the
Inferno"Gaze towards the Heavens, and you might catch a glimpse of Me..."