Divine Satisfaction

Worshippers of silence

Don't tell me about it's majesty

You're troubling with your cursed yell

Eternal dream of my lover

Let your lips become silent forever

Worshippers of mystery

Never able to be known

Shake up black pearls

Of your own surmises

My Temple is not for your sake

And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction

Do reverence to mighty lord

He appeases oceans haunted by fury

And slakes the burning fire

In the heart of every....slave

With voluptuous glance

I'm charming

With the greedy palms

I'm tearing the rags of deceit

He's naked, weak

Look at me!

I'm burning his eyes with my growing desire

Don't chant my name

Worshippers of everyone

Calmed down revolt

Poisoned with spirit degradation

As the biggest servant on the Earth

Here's the power conferred upon you

Clandestine circle which shall never be

My Temple is not for your sake

And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction