Thou, whom they call the desolate one

Thy face we need not see

For thy presence is yet so clear

Thou who shall grant us the fatal wind

And bestow us the light that is not

Opposer beyond the veil of the void

 

Ascend, the beast of fire

Torch now this world so tired

Thy will is our desire

My heart is thine

 

On parchment made from a stillborn child

Drawn in blood is the seal of thine

My prayers are aimed at the highest of might

To take on the world and withdraw the false light

You kill and you rape the illusions of clay

You break the cycle of life



Ascend, the beast of fire

Torch now this world so tired

Thy will is our desire

My heart is thine

 

Unbearable sight

Enslavement the plague that has conquered us all

For the first of crimes

Withdrawal the sentence which all shall abide

Those phosphorous eyes

Forging the furnace of the ending of time

Accuser divine

Our swords in thy name now the world shall divide

 

Lands ablaze, writhing in vain

Choirs sing, welcome his reign

 

'Foes behold the wrath of our lord

Shrouding fast, mowing all cords'

 

Oh, free me from their stillborn god

Who rapes our minds and steals our thoughts

Descend now with the brightest of light

And set afire this world plagued by plight



Ascend, the beast of fire

Torch now this world so tired

Thy will is our desire

My heart is thine