Daemon Sultan

The Cosmos is burning black radiance scorching
The Void swirling feverish madness dancing
The Blind God is piping evil from the blistering mouth
Carve your eyes out the idiots are rejoicing now.

The music unholy drums beating faster
The rhythmic destruction insane reconstruction
The Cosmos is trembling and the souls enter madness
Unspeakable terror in the center of the creation.

My own thoughts are not safe anymore
Of what I have read and what I have seen
In old wicked texts and the scrolls of wisdom
Above the stars in the oceans of the infinity.

In the kingdom of the Daemon Sultan
Dance along the idiots!

My own thoughts are not safe anymore
For I have seen and felt the insanity of it all
The endless piping from the flute of the Idiot God
Echoes through Cosmos and the vast deserts of mind.