From the throne came flashes of lightning
Rumblings, and peals of thunder
Before the throne seven lamps were blazing
These are the seven spirits of God
Fire born from the emptiness
Lost souls, faith relinquished
Are you judging my morals and my lack of faith?
Intolerance of nothing that is sacrosanct
Disgracing the arrogant
I'll craft my throne from pestilence
Malevolent, you're nothing
You're all dead to me, dead!
