You were created in the depths of the underworld
Hidden in ancient amulets, the symbol of destruction
Cursed from your native world
Adored by the abyss and eternal darkness

Pulled by animal hunger and the fiery winds of sin
Feeding on plague, misfortune, and fear
You ominously gaze at your scribes
Defiling the world with thorns
You cleanse the leprosy of holy nations

Blood, as the liquid of life, feeds your daemons
In demonic anger, they surrender to the sweetness of revenge

Death eagerly sharpens its dagger
To strike at the soul of humanity
With the remains of the world
Your throne was built
Under the blackness of night

Source of the devil's seed
Pushed into the womb
The womb of hatred

Evil is reborn in great pathos
To absorb what is earthly
Stripped of the time of your existence
You rub against the walls of the dead

Pulled by animal hunger and the fiery winds of sin
Feeding on plague, misfortune, and fear
You ominously gaze at your scribes
Defiling the world with thorns
You cleanse the leprosy of holy nations

You were created in the depths of the underworld
Hidden in ancient amulets, the symbol of destruction
Cursed from your native world
Adored by the abyss and eternal darkness