I am a withering Lightning Falling towards your moral Hypocrite A swarm Of repressed ideas A black sun Eclipsing the entire universe Eleven Ravens Guide the violation Of the virgin And eleven Daggers Unleash the orgy I detach from your maddest creation To create Black poison flows through my veins That ejaculates Sperm of life and death That Illuminates And burns At the same time Eleven Ravens Guide the violation Of the virgin And eleven Daggers Unleash the orgy I detach from your maddest creation To create Dogma Blind faith Doctrines Of slaves Manufacture of fools Idol of pain Castration Of the only divine flame ♪ We are unique and unrepeatable Promethean Glory The Fallen Claim For victory We walk through paths lightless Disoriented but never lost We are no longer the prey We are hunters We are no longer lambs We are wolves in the dark