(Words: Ihsahn/ Music: Ihsahn & Samoth/ Arrangements: Samoth & Ihsahn) Memories of torment strikes me Attempts were made to suffocate me at birth Fools I was already ancient Thou can not k** what breeds within Thee Alas, this agony The emptiness of earthborn pride Hath stirred my faithful heart Which guided me to darker paths Far away from their pestilent ways Cleansed was I from deceitful grace Yet, put to scorn was I By those unclean Enslaved by ignorance They blindly spat upon the deity of hate Awake is the darkest fiend By the fallen one I shall arise Upon bewildered ma**es To whom the indulgence of my soul Portray as sin made god I shall revile and quell the source Whence mockery of my kind derive This I know Facile shalt my quest not come to pa** d**hwish be my gift to all at last Honour Commended no longer as virtue Yet, shalt be extolled at light's demise By the fallen one I shall arise Believer Speak not to me of justice For none have I have seen By God, I shall give as I receive Betrayer Speak not to me at all You and this world ripped my f**ing heart out Again... and again... and again...