[Music: Frost / Tjalve / Seidemann, Lyrics: Frost]

My icon is the pentagram

The warmth from me
Are pleasures of the flesh
I fill you with ecstasy

My nature is that of excess
Let me out of the circle
And I will burn you


I will burn you!


My icon is the cross of Peter
I turn the aeons
I destroy dead dogmas

And create the paradigms
Of the new order
Of the new order!

Of the new order!

I sparkle with vitality and force

Why,
Fools of fear
Do you want me to burn inside the dead?