Lyrics:

There's a misunderstanding
Between you and me
I always ask for myself
So what could it be?

Neither I'm the Lord of Darkness,
Nor I'm used to practice black rituals on stage.
Rather I'm a bearer of life,
One of the bastions against
The troops of the devil's worshippers
And glorifiers of death,
That, as you know, not exist
Except inside their heads.