| From the dark, dismayed |
| I crave what can’t be craved |
| I have become, what needs to be Licking my own flames |
| Feel my life, running through your veins |
| All bitter, but truly divine |
| A former shadow, that purified |
| Into blackness, infernal pride |
| Blood red tears, crimson eyes |
| The cursed face that hypnotize |
| «I am He, the fear of man |
| Highest god, the scorn Divine |
| Be my mistress, triumph with me in sin |
| I am the scorn Divine» |
| Shadows extending |
| Divinity falling deeper than death |
| My flaming poison will be your spawn |
| Feel my life, running through your veins |
| All bitter, but truly divine |
| A former shadow, that purified |
| Into blackness, infernal pride |
| «Call forth the Ones of air |
| Call forth the Ones of earth |
| Call forth your own death |
| Call forth the Ones of water |
| Call forth the Ones of fire |
| Call forth your own poisonous death» |