Scorn, scorn To ye, oh shameless fools with no devotion Thorns, thorns May ye walk through endless fields of desolation Gods, gods I shred them essence for my liberation Sorrow Heaven is indifferent to your salvation Murmurs From temples and sanctuaries of precious stones Curse, curse Upon you all whose life is but deception Blood, blood I sacrifice my own, my last solution Love, love For endless wisdom lies into inversion Oh, so unlimited Are the powers and Entities I house into this body of mine Devils.and Beasts, for your unholy Upon this body they feast A banquet mystique Oh God of silence, Open Solitude! A return to a womb unknown, No, to rest not, but to slay any venefic thought Joy, oh Joy! That very same joy I grasp when I face the beauty of Death. Death, oh Death! Thou, bringer of the most sacred mysteries. Oh God of silence, Open Solitude! I've been pierced by the mighty horns of the Great God Pan Oh, so many times in frantic pain To finally feast at divine banquets, To dance with all of you, Gods of the Elder Race Oh, Father, oh Mother, Thanatos - Athanatos I glance You with a touch, I touch You with a gaze.