Lyrics:

Against false saints
(lyrics: Tamás Deák)

The wind screams over my head
Under my skin i feel the unfolding blackness,
The insane infinity of sublime blackness
I dont bow my head,

Im not one of the dreadful flock of sheep
I want to be&

The radiance of darkness!
Oh& i will be
The vortex of threatening emptiness,
Which is insanely hungry for knowledge!

Fire, oh desire!
Black tongues of flame, burning soul of hate
The wings& midnight-black outstretched wings
Take me into the soul of radience
I want to be - i will be - i want to be!
The impenetrable gate
Against the rotten breath
Of false saints!

Fire, oh desire!
Black tongues of flame, burning soul of hate
Higher, strikes higher
Black tongues of flame, burning soul of hate!