I longed and waited for that very day
When I would break my cage of clay
For far too long I have endured
Enslaving spells of the demiurge
Tis smile they fake while we celebrate Satan
Tis life they crave while we glorify Satan
Hence I step across,
The great southern darkness!
That gift of freedom,
Eternal and unbound.
The break of the vessels
Was well orchestrated, High on ancient skies
The stars all point to d**h.