May this psalmody – disclose my heinous, sinful inheritance
Punished by God, sin by sin, hanged upon the altar of transgression
Let this heresy – be a sign of redemption, my ultimate confession
Hear the trumpet's glorious blow, see the horns through black seed grow!
Grant me thy punishment, through pain am I blessed
Judge me inferior - Hallelujah!
May this liturgy – transform thy canon to black incantations
Behold thy lord genuflecting in tongues, fallen into trance, and once more crucified!
Let this legacy – shine like a torch of memories of freedom
Sanctimonious burning divinity – live on through me as my new blood!
Mors stubebit, et natura
Cum resurget, creatura
Judicanti, responsura
Principles of doubt makes thee blind
Thus the serpent whispers the tongues of "doubt"?
Grant me thy punishment, through pain am I blessed
Judge me inferior - Hallelujah!
Principles of doubt makes thee blind
Thus the serpent whispers the tongues of "doubt"?