Creation ... 

Stearing towards fire 

But hell sent something 

That followed forever 



The shepherd of flames 

Nailed upon the the birth of men 

Cursing the pity day 

When he rocked her cradle 



And the outcome was seen such as angels 

Considered devils by heart 

And with fear, when the misfortuned serpent 

Could fool them more then their god 



Emptiness ground in his soul 

He who killed his own son to regain 

The control of that, given free will 

Devil's own virtue to bother god's vain 



Creation ... but what hell sent follows forever 



So the almighty saved his own skin with consent 

And the most unpure sin coalesced with man's will 

Building herslef, in the depths of gehenna 

the stake raised to punish virginity's guilt 



Banished, united and vicorious 

We direct our steps towards the path of the unknown ...