Glory. endless is my holy pride,
Yet trapped in madness and misery divine..
So strongly chained to evil!
I am blessed
with the curse of sight.
And my eyes bleed!
For they are indeed impaled by a strong light
Of sinful joy!
This revelation,
this curse.
It has killed me. a thousand times!
A divine circle of death and rebirth.
To malform the son of a whore!
I
feel the touch and it's mystery
Behold, it has made me holy in my quest
And I am evil, thus wounded.
And driven to spit at your
sins!
Memories, reminders. Mystrion!!!
Total submission of my divinity.
Denial of the flesh, denial of the c**t.
I am the
cold seed of Satanas!
And with overwhelming pride
I fall unto my knees
To banish all that I have gained from life.
For I
am but a slave!
I have the age and pride of a god
Nevertheless, I am but a slave!
Endlessly tortured with
salvation.
Forever chained!!!
[Belfagor, april 1997]
