In Thy Pandemaeternum

Father!

Art thou blind and deaf?

Old man!

Decrepit and hideous

Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety

I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love

Whereas your love as a cockroach

Under my own boot

I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy

And what shalt thou need it for

If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway

I am the blood from thy limbs, thou art the wisdom

Is it a great one, yes, vain fools do beliefe in it

They still go up in flames in anyway

Devils tongue is the tongue of fire

Yes, the same that burneth thine houses

Consumeth light and thy sheep... damned!

And even their wool is shaddy, and the meat poisonous

Not for the hungry dogs at my table

I shall destroy everything, or not...

I shalt throw it to vultures to devour, let them feast!

Devils tongue is the tongue of the night

Whenever thou delight in this beauty

Thou pour in thyself the wine of the underworld

And whenever thou crave for bearing it

There are only the whispers of trees thou can hear

Hungry of thy love, I am anticipating my time...

Devils tongue is the tongue of my father

The one, who with universe constituteth an entity

Father who shall not sell thou out for any flirt

Forlove - affairs, kisses of humanity

Therefore give me his darkness

Power, might, hope and fulfillment

Give me his light

It is the time for the feast of hell...