He, who is from another light
He is the bellow ov a shooting star
He who impels frenzied storms to cease
Behold Qasidah for our lord Iblis
I've sworn to be a channeler ov thy rays
I have succumbed like a moth to the flame
For my legions demur to submit
I am thy devotee, O lord in the abysmal pit
Sever the tongue ov Cicero
Gauge out Copernicus' eyes
Stone Shakespeare for the heresy ov his scrawl
Undo the surge, mar the tide
Wingless, with feet upon the horizon
Let's rise at morn, herald the sun
Render unto Caesar, the things that are Caesar's
Deliver man all spoils ov the divine
Magnificamvs te, Versvs Christvs
Tibi deo satanae
Confuse we shall living tongues
Devitalize the populist mandates
O demagogues ov miserable worth
Not seed will bloom upon mother earth
No grain will blossom in the daylight
The sun shall perish, turning cold
And when the desert typhoon smothers final gospel
Rise up, thou wicked and blow the doomsday horn
Wingless, with feet upon the horizon
Let's rise at morning to herald the sun
Gebt dem Kaiser, was des Kaisers ist
Deliver man all spoils ov the divine
Magnificamvs te, Versvs Christvs
Regnamvs tibi lvcem ferre
Tibi deo avrorae
He, once banished, forever shall return
He, once fallen shall rise again
And at the hour ov our death
The infinite he shall remain
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