He became the swarm, indeed a pitiful imitation
To the verge of a quiet glance, an oracle without eyes
precious companion, even thou cant see his face
Salvation turned to bleed despair, compassion fled...
Sadistic delight flowed,
like Hell burned brighter
Existence woven into darkness, prudence did fall
...In Satan's beauty, life was found...
of orgasmic fire, swept through the cosmic night
I enthroned darkness triumphant, with the searing trident of the Inferno
towards the Heavens, an you might catch a glimpse of Me...