Transcend the covenants established be the fathers,
What will bring me grace and glory
Is the Solitude along the Crooked Path
My gene is not familiar
The Seed from which I was conceived
Is the sacred seed of Cain
Of His race I am
And proud His mark I wear
Fathers of those who roam through possible and real
Strike and erase any imposed conscience and reveal!
Show me the Truth that must not be spoken
Bring me before the marriage-bed of Life and Death
Where time is not and there's no fear
Where no man is allowed to breath!
Oh, worthless beings of clay,
Your hopeless actions are but an illusion
May you perish, at last, and end your foolish play
For your craving for eternity will end into delusion!
- My mind, such a pleasure-ground of devils! -
I reject pain, I reject guilt, I reject dogmas, I reject shame
Power I reclaim, and my sole Will I must fulfill
Unto Thee, my Horned guide, for Thy spark in me resides,
And on the flame your antlers
My eyes and heart are fixed with the focus of a hunter.
Transcend Time, transcend the Word,
Transcend Life and transcend Death
Fearless in thy circle I stand,
As with disgust I gaze at the thrones of men.