Letra de Creations (of the Divine Architect)

When darkness caresses dusk The silence is broken And evil presents itself My hoots clattering in hatred Sombre twisted thoughts Leads into the darkest abyss Thick fog embraces the alley Where my work is lying ripped wide open Desecration of the holy Is truly a noble but perverted cause And once again in this night of pain Blasphemy is ritualised in carnage Bloodshed in the autumn Of the last ancient Innocence I am the one who gave birth to An eternity of violence and death Unholy calls from the depths From the lord on his throne of Fire His horns is through me impaling The hearts of the feeble sons of (your) God Behold the Art that I have brought To my order of evil divine worship... ...The great architect speaks through me!