This holy swine in slaughter, profane in consecration 
Potent words of the nocturne cause the fall of faith 
Whore of sin to be washed away 
Watery grave for the birth of plague 
Burial of ideal with war and blood 
Worms from graves shall be born by flood 
Spoken words of the final war at hand 
Mouth of plague inhaling demise of peace 
Procession in cold blood 
Cursed hands of condemned 
Desolate waking loss of breath casting this mold of man’s death 
Bound to this eternity of shame 
Embrace the blood, black witch god 
Mouth of plague exhaling wrath 
Scathing grace, unclean leach god 
Before the age when man was blind 
This urge of life was repressed by the light 
Now evil has made its claim 
With blood of virgin’s grace 
Lustful taste in venom of this flame 
Feed my rage in rapture of pain 
Awakening slumber of the beast 
Worship in blood this great plague as tears are turned to stone 
Left kneeling to this inversion of grace 
Consume this word of deceit 
Cold of sky to be the hand of cursed decay within a silenced tomb 
Feverish mold to be cast beneath the layers of rotting earth 
The blood fills chambers of the lungs 
Stifling these last prayers 
Suffocate in embrace of tainted life 
Cold lips of spoken witchery 
Outer shell removed from the flesh 
The true offering revealed 
Legacy in this game of thorns 
Transition of birthing a sick king 
Forgiveness embraced as this noose is placed around my neck 
Salvation in failure condemns this soul to eternal black 
Venom seeps into the garden of god tainting this birth of grace 
Now lost to hell’s hate these wrists shall welcome this escape 
Bastard in waking this scourge of storm from god 
Hellion to immerse in flood formed from the righteous 
Forging this worship to arise 
In this awakening of the emergence of the vile 
Vengeful cries 
Arise from hate