From mythical histories of ancient books From prophetical imagination of visionary men The horrible Beast is revelated in the past, present and future In its magnificent throne that is the time Reings o'er the ages of dead and hindmost civilizations With the scepter the abomination of its chaos And in its right hand with the chalice of human suffering Like poisonous serpent infects men's hearts With the confusion, hatred and destruction Over a world created by the Beast of Chaos
The Beast is the one to dominate you! The Beast has drawn a deceit in the sky An affliction and dead symbol over a cross As the stupid fallacy in the putrid image of an inert God... When the Beast and its chaos to chains The humanity minds and makes slaves With the religion loathsome laws Among blazing visions of horror that let free my mind My hallucinated eyes are wounded with the Beast's mortal spell...