I rise in apotheosis
Sailing through the depth of eternity
Carried by the winds of the world's end
With skin-covered caravels, I shall reign!
Under prayers of infinite wisdom
I reveal the truth!

Below these catacombs
Is all past and oblivion
Ascending from the profane grace of Tophet
The genesis whispers the utterance of the dark

Before time itself a union has been born
The universal darkness for an entheogenesis of fyre!

Son of Moloch - Ave Shamash!
Son of Moloch - Ave Antu!
Son of Moloch - Ave Sekhmet!
The One above All!

The earth shall vomit pure fyre
Forming a thousand pillars of corpses
All of them burning and nailing the sky!