Empty as a decomposing tomb Driven by the wings of a swarm The specter of lies continues to carry its burden We lit the pyre of divine dominance From dawn to dusk For the seraphim who contemplated the fall of Eosphoros Flaming like lightning Flogged by the murmur of the night The violator, the scorn Diving into the fires of hell Lux Fero, watch the twilight in the dust of your tomb Oh Cosmos that collide with the flaming flame of rebirth Carrying the flame of omnipotence For revenge not late For the redeemed church For Plácido and Potito Ben-Shahar numb by the poison of death's stunted hands Complete purge, diabolic elimination Claiming the Eternal Throne The glory of Christ's empire