All the wounded and broken bow down, pleading Yet I feel no humanity For I have seen too much of their incessant march of absurdity Wreaking havoc on what they have created And I am the ancient weaver of your dismal fate For I dwell, emerge from within your tarnished nightmares I feel no humanity Inside this cold, barren void There is no sympathy for your infelicity For all these rites and prayers resound insufficiency I am the ruler from the world beyond The one who reigns over humanity Forger of the elements The omnipotent and omnipresent There is no sympathy for your infelicity For all these rites and prayers resound insufficiency Your civilizations and their history Are just passing moments in my divine eyes And your burden is not my cross to bear My thoughts extend beyond your parasitic kind I detest your race, soon to meet its end in mass suicide Every downfall begins when pride saturates the mind Behold the end of those who doubt my sanctity My shape is found in sun and moon, inferno clothes my body My thoughts extend beyond your parasitic kind I detest your race, soon to meet its end in mass suicide Time has unveiled the irrevocable corruption Streaming through your heritage Sentenced eternally to Hel And learn to dance with flames To cauterize the shame Mankind engulfed in hate As I watch in contempt