Lyrics:

Can You Hear Them
Their Weary Screams Of Agony,
Traveling Back,
From The Blackest Regions Of Their Hereafter.
You May Have To Hollow Me
To Understand This Mortal Blasphemy.
We Are Born Of The Blackest Hearts
We All Are Heirs To The Morningstar.
Do You Hear The Caitiff Choir
Faithful To None But Themselves.
Now Do You See Them
Can You See Me Now
Can You See That We Are...
Born Of The Blackest Hearts,
We Are All Heirs To The Morningstar.
Disheartening, Isn't It
To Find That Man Is Inherently Perverse.
Disheartening, Isn't It
That Man Is Inherently Evil.
Do You Hear The Caitiff Choir,
Faithful To None But Themselves
We Are Of The Blackest Hearts;
We All Are Heirs To The Morningstar.