We are doomed In this world of the serpents I am the omnichrist I am the answer for this pain And agony for centuries of treachery On my rapture, my sword Never worthy of the deprivation Oh mother, oh father, please beg for your souls Let me make the martyrs for my sins out of you Bite through the sorrow Bow to your god I'll take your kingdom with my legions of serpents I'll take my revenge on my father and higher planes All that is sacred is lost forever in the Void Take my soul I am rotting through your mind I am the cure Take me