Album: Deus Diabolus Inversus
From far came to spread his love
On weakness, displays his lying touch
Servant to us Our greatness, given to his god
Dreams, buried to faulse light
When you face the last hour
And the reaper of the gate
If you want to enter
Do not speak his name
You fool
You ignorant
Temptation drinks life as it goes
Ignore faulse prophets and their laws
Servant to me