Satan’s Sword (I Have Become)

For ages travelled by the holy fire
Today free, free and triumphant
To no avail for the dungeons and chains of the inquisition
Poor and lonely are my adversaries
Who serving the beast for million years
With the whip and crown of thorns
Shall be remunerated today

Wanderer, perpetual and restless
Master, equally hideous and beautiful

Loved and adored (How simple it is)
(For many years my semen hath envenomed the races)
Abomination to the earthly, to everything that is simple
And obscure at the same time
Therefore let us celebrate the antithesis of the Eucharist
With the sacerdotal gesture you welcome us
Your dazing threshold
Let us commence, we are void of our bodies
The night, that we are honoured to celebrate
Perhaps the last during which I satisfy my desire

Wanderer, perpetual and restless
Master, equally hideous and beautiful

(The real world or the imaginary vision)
(Still perceptible to my chaotic thoughts)
Nothing shall taste the same again
I am waiting for you to stab the world in its heart