As the holy salvation my word shalt be sent aloud*
When thou speak in tongues
I rob the blessings of thy Lord
The world of old shalt be my kingdom
I seek my truth in wisdom
Let the earth tremble with the purest hate and repent
Thy Lord sends the blessings
Shalt I receive the blessings in gratitude or with heresy?
Who shalt I be reckoned with, as the one in blasphemy?
I shalt come forth as the all-seeing legacy
I choose to do my exodus and I choose thy plague
Thou choose thy ways to speak in tongues
At the gates of thoughts I stand though the keys I have not yet
Chosen by the new trinity is few, but proud the chosen stand
Seven are the keys to man's own destruction and perdition
Now I have a reason for seeking keys to thy damnation