Sovereign piosenki

All that is, is naught. 

Chained to the desolation, I am. Bright star of the deep, from Assiah unbound. 

My venom, my knives, weeping, turn inward. 

I have returned from the Dark Space. Now you will be purged. Washed away from existence. Never to emerge. Creatures of blood and flesh - You will suffer in pain - Like all the rest. Witness the infinite - And watch in horror as we wipe away organic...

All was night Night was all 

Excise great constellations of grief 'til the light of life is slain. 

By sword, thorn, and flame, we make war 

O Hell, I am affixed to thy cross.