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