Paroles de Divine Astronomy

I practice the cults on a sacred science When I open up my own books of might I know that our world turns around the sun I'm unspoken by those who have fear of light I'm the devil, I'm hellbound It's not the sun that turns around They've build a monument of lies Scientists blind faithful eyes On your long way Paved of your sorrows Depressions appointed your way You have to follow The heaven just opened the gate I'm seeing some visions and kind of things All the tragedies of our slaves and kings I saw their rising and I sensed their fall But I wasn't ever there but I know it all Divine astronomy