In those days man will seek death
And not be able to find it
And soon after to die
And death will fly away from them
I the man of many names
Will help these the human race
I exterminans the angel of destruction and will
Leads man into his death
I will not convert from my deeds of murder
Nor from my art of sorcery
Or my theft and adultery
For I am the angel
Of the bottomless pit
As when time is near, will lead my family
Through the hole to my kingdom
Therefore I taunt mankind as swarms of insects
I am not the king of jews
Nor I am a cult leader
I am what you've made me to be
For my inner eye lits my thoughts
My fires in your cities