Take me on some ride into the star
Let me bathe as the candescent star
Let lies touch the proponent of you
The master, rise to honor

The sign of the pentagram
On the crown and in my eye
Like for the first time you sat down
I called it again

To die proud
A question, profaning you
Satan, father, now I shall go
Even if we remain unto your marked doom
Your gates will take my pride

When I die, praise to myself
For kneeling, on the fire and stone
Why still beyond your prisons
I know that you'll take me

As the fire, a question profaning you
Satan, father, now I shall go
Even if we remain unto your marked doom
Your gates will take my pride

Black destiny!