Glory, glory, glory to thee my Lord Thou whose name is Death Glory, glory, glory to thee, Lord Great Master Serpent Take our souls, cleanse them through fire Take our bodies, drown them in water Deprive us from air, weed us out from the Earth Spread your venom, spread your Death Upon our world your poisoned breath We will welcome the end For your glory Magna Gloria Tua Wound after wound Death after death My soul lies in your hands Pain after pain Praise after praise To glorify your name Firm is my heart Pure is my faith Cursed am I in this world for walking your path For the search of knowledge forbidden to man Cursed am I in this world for betraying my kind For embracing the lineage of Cain For your glory Magna Gloria Tua Tui sunt caeli, tua est terra. Illuminate, annihilate, wisdom bringer, shining one Devastate, eradicate, freedom bringer, Pralaya Oh Lord of Perfect Name Spread thy Divine wisdom on our minds Burn the truths of enslavement Absolute freedom we shall find In Gloria Tua Glory to thee, my Lord! Gloria!