An age of plagues, an age of chaos has come No fields for kings, no fields for thorncrowned ones Knowledge bestowed in ancient cult, the horned one more than a Figure in black No redeemer liveth, liberation we seek The earthy coil drenched in sulphur, the burden of matter Repentance for sin Nearly heathen Repentance for sin Like seven stars that drowned the sun and the moon One step further to witness writings of doom To be neither enslaved, servant or fool A cryptic note unveiled for eyes to see An age of plague ascends No fields for kings The earthly coil in sulphur Liberation! The horned one A cryptic note unveiled Knowledge bestowed in ancient cult The sigil of Baphomet