Spawn of the darkest evil divine 
 
 A creation of the holy womb 
 
 Step aside for lord Sathanas 
 
 His fist so deep within 
 
 A servant am I and in flesh am I captured 
 
 Holy flesh and holy sin 
 
 Oh, the strength it does not take 
 
 To deny life's lying pleasure 
 
  
  Their wars stills my hunger 
 
 The tears in their eyes still my thirst 
 
 Yet their life's feeds my despite 
 
 ...eternally to be cursed 
  
 
 As it opens for me 
 
 In darkest desolation I behold 
 
 My blood runs cold through my veins 
 
 Running in vain 
  
 
 Lands fall behind my eyes 
 
 And humanity is bleeding 
 
 And in my hand I hold the key 
 
 To all living holy glory 
 
 ...and all that is evil 
  
 
 The womb of life is rotten black 
 
 The seed of light dried dead 
 
 The fist of Satan deep within 
 
 Behold the cunt of life in sin 
  
 
 Behold the purest evil 
 
 The creation of a higher force 
 
 Lurking within all of man 
 
 Stronger than every life and lie