Son Of The Morning

I'm anticosmic storm, manifestation of the chaos
I make stars die away, destroyer of the universe.

I reveled in the blood of ravins that was dripping on the steps of ancient ziggurats
In the Baal's furnace I enjoyed the smell of burnt offerings.

Might of Destruction, that is not for the Human's comprehension
I am inspiration and passion in the soul of poets
I am Minotaur in the labyrinth of human fears,
The Beast of Lust, Eternal Darkness, the block of truth on shambles.

Set free from power of the Madness Demiurge Spirit
I'm breaking thread of the illusion of creation.

I am the embodiment of lust, that ignites yearning of sensuality in maidens...
My Face is on the murals of the pyramids and on the Icons of the mighty Darkness.

Might of Destruction, that is not for the Human's comprehension
I am inspiration and passion in the poet's soul
I am Minotaur in the labyrinth of human fears,
The Beast of Lust, Eternal Darkness, the Truth on shambles.

I have thousands images and the same amount of names
I'm ever alive, but neverborn
I'm the incarnation of destruction and death
I am the host of deamons. Legion.

The eternal friend of the church of christ,
Scarlet whore, that the mother of abominations, the spouse...

For all negated and rebelled is consolation
The Incarnation of Will, Pride and Freedom
I am the guiding star for lost, Lucifer
I am the dream that came true and the curse of Heaven.

I'm anticosmic storm, manifestation of the chaos
I make stars die away, destroyer of the universe.

I reveled in the blood of ravins that was dripping on the steps of ancient ziggurats
In the Baal's furnace I enjoyed the smell of burntofferings.

Might of Destruction, that is not for the Human's comprehension
I am inspiration and passion in the soul of poets
I am Minotaur in the labyrinth of human fears,
The Beast of Lust, Eternal Darkness, the block of truth on shambles.