The wind screams over my head Under my skin i feel the unfolding blackness, The insane infinity of sublime blackness I dont bow my head,
Im not one of the dreadful flock of sheep I want to be&
The radiance of darkness! Oh& i will be The vortex of threatening emptiness, Which is insanely hungry for knowledge!
Fire, oh desire! Black tongues of flame, burning soul of hate The wings& midnight-black outstretched wings Take me into the soul of radience I want to be - i will be - i want to be! The impenetrable gate Against the rotten breath Of false saints!
Fire, oh desire! Black tongues of flame, burning soul of hate Higher, strikes higher Black tongues of flame, burning soul of hate!