Spawn of the darkest evil divine A creation of the holy womb Step aside for lord Sathanas His fist so deep within A servant am I and in flesh am I captured Holy flesh and holy sin Oh, the strength it does not take To deny life's lying pleasure Their wars stills my hunger The tears in their eyes still my thirst Yet their life's feeds my despite ...eternally to be cursed As it opens for me In darkest desolation I behold My blood runs cold through my veins Running in vain Lands fall behind my eyes And humanity is bleeding And in my hand I hold the key To all living holy glory ...and all that is evil The womb of life is rotten black The seed of light dried dead The fist of Satan deep within Behold the cunt of life in sin Behold the purest evil The creation of a higher force Lurking within all of man Stronger than every life and lie