When of the angelic hymns from heavens
turn into screams of torment and fear
When the son of god is nailed again
He shall come forth
He shall rise from the kingdom of
eternal blasphemy down below
Pure demonic unholyness
Mockery of all God´s creations
Blasphemy made flesh
The way into the kingdom beyond god´s grace
Spawn of primal darkness
By his hands shall the feeble thrones
of the holy become crushed
Lusting for death and the
doom of god´s race
Dreams of heaven are made dust
as Uncreation dawns...
