Black metal was once a vessel of change
A tool for sweeping away the obscene nature of illusions
Now every depressed f**
leeches away at the purity with their weak annulled wills
Black metal was once free, sovereign and clean from filth
Corrupted by the ma**es, it is now doomed for failure
The ignorance of the populace poisons every art
Trading souls for gold
The strong will transcend
I despise your primitive minds
and your autocratic ways
My soul will rise above
Black metal was once a vessel of change
f** your narrow views of black and white
I dedicate my life to f**ing might