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...