Solemn art Thy gifts of pa**ion
Since Thou hast welcome'd me before
On that primal day Thou hast created
Hadst Thou not dared to ease them all
"Thus, fathom her I will
Of Earth claimeth she her splendour
As trinity dwells she
Her spell to cast in rival anger
Thy sinful race she doth thus k**"
This is Thy sin, Thy crime, alas
Though in my heart the dark doth last
A servant yet I am
Bound to linearity poison their future entity I will
"Thou hast compelled me to receive Thy will
But hear
Disgust I feel for Thee
Open lies Thy secret and her will I lead
Betrayer of the origin
Dost Thou now fear Thy hateful seed?"