Sathariel, whose darkness is encircled in a semalance of light Emerge, command and become I invoke the force of the encircler, to hide the wolf In the skin of the wolf That I may go for ento them, consuming the unsuspecting In darkness I truly hide, the serpent unseen That they shall know the face which is different By ways of magick born a blackened flame of illumination Bringing forth the flames of eternal life Encircled, gathered in darkness unchained As wolf ravaging in the cold of night Death is rising through me To be a taloned tear against the face of God Rising up, ascending poisoned angel A sky lit in the war against the blinding light Those not illuminated from within Lawlessness, cut down the cross of sickness Lucifuge, Angel of Darkness Fly agains the light