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