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.