Man, raise your head and built me a tower Towards the heaven We do not fall into the mud and cry We should never accept the pain of living We who have the grail inside us Will make a feast in the golden city For those who search in the shadows Scream and silence For the symbol of Death Salt and water for illumination Wine and fire for resurrection We will step upon the cross We will squeeze the worms We will suck their veins Until they face the Light! For those who have fallen in love With the one who stands behind us Here is the cup! Here is the whore! Here is the beast! We will curse the life of the unworthy We will take out their hearts And burn their tongues We will ascend to the furthest realms beyond Death And we will, yes we will turn into Serpents! Master!