Those who rises Flowing on a stream Of Universal Darkness, The Earth of a thousand worms Unknown to man, not created by gods
Burn the light through cosmic mists Total Eclipse of the dying sun
A Haven for the outcast, The elder among the elder Long before time... creation times
This long forgotten world In which I was born I swear by the treasures within' The gates to the outside Has opened far too long There is a demon among us
Uncreated but alive Incarnated as bastard rats Tracking the measures For a new direction Burn the light Through cosmic mists
The orientation of the orbits No star like other stars Algol, is no demon at all Algol, is no demon at all, but a true friend
The people of the wastelands Chaos in the southern states Shadows of existence Determinate to the gutter
Justify sweet thoughts that move Breast of man to meet thee! And with holy bliss of love Bear him up to great thee! Victory, Spawned at the dawn of ages In days if total darkness
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