My sword was lifted,

as the first one came

so delightful - so splendid to rape

I cut her wide open,

tore her heart

My eyes they glimpsed,

this was blackened art



Riding forth, killing God

I'm in battle with angels

Riding forth, killing God

I shall never surrender



With my spear I killed the second

and father God mourned as hell

I watched him through

the black diamond

These pestilent disciples

never had a chance



The last one came forth

but she truly was a fallen one

She came to join my dark horde

the bride of mine she was to become