Soaking the earth with wine from his hands
creating a new nile blood and stains
devouring and binding your crowd as the snake
o halos, just swords splitting a child in half
stand aside
will you remit with me the witness of your deciet?
stand aside, let them adore
I'm undivine yet the perfect paraclete
that new day...
forged from pawns - forged to crowns
gleaming for all in this sulpher rain
blinded you hear me preaching
for end-times -the new times to come
blinded you try to reach him
that next day...