Scoff - Devilyn

I tread with the fire sowing destruction

My wings are raised by the blind demons

The false priests set fire to their temples

Fear tears naked body away from the cross

Holy things burn from my breath

The fiery angels fell down

The thunder pealed

The will the wisps were lighted

I will soffingly bewail fools lot

And from my tears the children will be born

People with black pupils and souls

The first ones, who will prostrate themselves before me

The ocean will come into being from hatred

And it will drown the enemies bodies for ever

The dark side of the moon

Turns toward the earth

I tread among the ruins of the world

Hypocrisy died with its confessors

I touch the graves of the sleeping evil

Which it thirsted for the final return