Like a destruction of the spirit

Like the purification of one's mind's eye

From the greatness of my manifestation

Corroding their feeble will

But no one shall stand before us

'Coz we are the thunder of the black sun

And tons of pestilent magma surround our surreal empire

No one shall defy, no one shall survive



Brand the mournful liberation

We've seen the scorn of life and dream together as one

Creating the truth of my wisdom

Like a destruction of the spirit

For an impending day of joy

That is reaching the veil...

No one shall defy...