Father open the gates of eden, cross the infinite space, Come to me... follow me! Hear the voice of your servant, That destroys the false hopes about faith, I give myself to you, the unholy Raise your power over the dead ones And fill my cup with the blood of the false disciples Show yourself over the beast, The hydra of 7 heads, the form of the kings The form of the kings Write the future and the fall of the 24 elders, Who prostrate to the false, Drag them in the obscene darkness and destroy their redeemer Wander in the abyss of my corrupted soul, I am your wandering sinner, rise your name to the highest, Beyond the cosmos and the infinite space Bearer of light, sink your claws in the impure light, Light my heart with your impure poison For eternity, forever and ever My soul is for my creator