[Music: Zagrash, Lyrics: Totalscorn]
During times too elderly to be thought of, thirsting I was so I drank the aeons'
wine
Instantly was I forlorn in divine wisdom, my grave was now made centuries ago
Forgotten was I now long before my birth, without
regret I opened the gates to Earth
Amongst the stones and dust of battles lost, I hunted and laughed for god I now was
Though
lost was I once before reality was brought asunder
Dead was I once during times when lost was the poison wine
But in strength I
arose and devoured the universe
And became my own precious lord and slave
So rightly I call myself the powered very
essence
"By which their pestilent prayers are formed
Life did once teach me the most horrid of lessons
Though still, they fail to
grasp, I am not horned
But as all gods should I be adorned!"
I represent the denied and dead universal error
In close
parallels I mock the worshipped truth
My shining aura is that of a great emperor
And in my chronicles there is no sign of
truce
My names are many, forever I am known
An angel, saviour, whore or ruler
As I dance through the crippled walls of
moral
And Damn Only Those Who Speak The Truth
I am rationalisms' very foundation, still insanity is my God-given name
Truth
is for me monumental, still through illusions I reign
The paradox of my hubris is striking, as I demand to be king of existence
As I
rape and torture in blackest hate, "Mankind, how I love thy contradictive faith"
Yet, but a humble slave to the present word I
am
Yet, I kneel on the cold deaf stone
Though we all have errors, only others we scorn
For I am I creature of honor
And I have
my precious soul
The future shalt reap my crimes
"Made real by a horde of ruling sheep
I shalt no death of theirs
weep..."