Take me on some ride into the star Let me bathe as the candescent star Let lies touch the proponent of you The master, rise to honor The sign of the pentagram On the crown and in my eye Like for the first time you sat down I called it again To die proud A question, profaning you Satan, father, now I shall go Even if we remain unto your marked doom Your gates will take my pride When I die, praise to myself For kneeling, on the fire and stone Why still beyond your prisons I know that you'll take me As the fire, a question profaning you Satan, father, now I shall go Even if we remain unto your marked doom Your gates will take my pride Black destiny!