We stand armed and dangerous before the bloody fields of history;

Devoid of dogma - but ready to carve, to defy the transient:

Ready to stab forth with our penetrative will,

Strain every leash, run yelling down the mountainside of Man:

Ready and willing to immolate world upon world

With our stunning blaze.

And let them all sing that WE were here, as Masters

Among the failing speciens called Man.

Our being took form in defiance

To stand before your killing gaze.

And now we travel from flame to flame

And tower from the will to the glory!

The most beautiful of beauty. The Lord of Lords. The King of Rebellion

AGIOS O BAPHOMET! AGIOS O BAPHOMET!