From mythical histories of ancient books

From prophetical imagination of visionary men

The horrible beast is revelated in the past, present and future.

In its magnificent throne that is the time

Reings o'er the ages of dead and hindmost civilizations

With the scepter the abomination of its chaos,

And in its right hand with the chalice of human suffering

Like poisonous serpent infects men's hearts

With the confusion, hatred and destruction

Over a world created by the beast of chaos.

The beast is the one to dominate you!

The beast has drawn a deceit in the sky

An affliction and dead symbol over a cross

As the stupid fallacy in the putrid image of an inert god…

When the beast and its chaos to chains

The humanity minds and makes slaves

With the religion loathsome laws.

Among blazing visions of horror that let free my mind

My hallucinated eyes are wounded with the beast's mortal spell…