He Who Rises In Might From Darkness To Light

Driven aggressive high speed achiever

Hate compressed amazing race

Mindless scorn for the wide-eyed believers

Broken and bent before their god

Eternal return on the wings of Satan

Victory shall turn

Dreams of satanic impulsions

Parasite shadows of sacred forms

Sensation of obsession and vertigo

Attraction of an abyss

Riding on the wings of passions

To open the soul for infernal whispers

Different from natural drives

Marked with a prideful bitter sorrow

Disgusting midday darkness

Bloated drunk on ignorance

While I thought to be flying

I was crawling in the lowest mud

Corruptio optimi pessima

He who rises in might

Shall forever fall

Far from, far from grace

And against your will

The more you blaspheme

Ad majorem dei gloriam

Deep behind that hardened face

An animal staring out in fear

And deep behind those animal eyes

The slithering black shape of Leviathan

Crawl forth the dragon of the deep

The naked will to power

And material ways

That shall be pierced

By the sword and the spear

In the ultimate battle

Fire and sacrifice

In the inexhaustible rain

On fields of creation

In day of doom

One deathless stand

Whom death has tasted

And dies no more

Under banners of eternal names

When the word is lord

To take command

Creative to the principle of destruction

Loyal to the principle of betrayal

Sworn to the principle of revolt

Love to the principle of hate

But when the angels of death

Come to claim your soul

The devil shall turn his back

And your loyal

Sworn love shall be repaid

With betrayal, revolt and hate

Satan is the work of god

The creation of evil

For destruction of evil

So now you taste it

Suffer

And die

Before you die

Satan hates

Lucifer betrays

Evil fades

In evil ways

Poor satanic suicidal

Cowardly side of my soul

Leave now and never return

For you do not ever know

What you are doing

On the inverted and impossible way

Here burn the souls

Of modern generations

Join the club

Rest in festering slime

When malice shall be turned upon itself

And the serpent shall devour its tail

Lost soul scream out in panic in vain

Hell is burning, tradition is true

The treasure of the devil

Is pain and disgrace

And eternal loss

The damned and what they desire

Shall forever be separated

Until ye mercy shall surpass ye wrath

Angels shall enter the flames

To find even the smallest grain of good

Among my smoldering remains

To be like unto god

Was the broken promise

And my sole desire

As the blessed in the heavens

And in paradise

And the light shineth in the darkness

But the dark comprehended it not

So darkness is losing when winning

And light wins even at loss

Light is truth

Darkness, error

The truth alone shall triumph

And set us free

Forever

He who rises in might

From darkness to light