Dominus Xul - Dethroning the False Father

I make the spheres descend and I confront you, insurgent slave
You long to drink from my creating power
In the black throne I shall demolish you, repugnant shadow
And I shall step on you to transcend to the Supreme Vault

It is the will that awakes as terribly as the truth
Dethroning false prophets who try to steal my essence

The path of the serpent
The battle against profane legions
The arcane secret we hide from your black stare
Crawl before me, soul devourer
And hide in your cursed synagogue
Impure is your name, false God

Dethroned creature, your real supreme lineage has been denied
Your are a vampire, yet your blood was sucked out by religion
Your subjects have raped the hermetic secrets
And created an effigy of cadaver Christ
A twisted image before the eyes of the true masters

Your bastard legion is conspiring through the profane clergy
You spill the chalice of power on the whore
Feeding insects that have been hypnotized by illusion

There you hide, you filthy Javeh
You lick the bleeding phallus of the circumcised
You loathe sex, you are degeneration and mutilation