...And into the corners of what is known and in order
You shall carry my voice
To awaken the Watery Serpent of Chaos

To swallow this world
For I am Death...


Disturbed in it's holy peace
Life taken from Death
Blood that is stirred in to butter

An image turned hostile
Shatter this mirror from which it mocks Thee


Misgrown diversity
Flaunting perversity
Vain existence where existence is Naught


Godless adversity
Broken Unity

Dividing the None into One
And the One into countless numbers


Slay them...

A countenance deformed, the grinning enemy

Waiting but to die
The None wants you back
For you are of me, and I am Death...


Aeons in perpetual rape and lament
Receive my deliverance

Welcome my redemption
For I am joy, I am Death...


Join me... Die!