Chained to Redemption 
By Belfagor April 1997 
Glory... endless is my holy pride, 
Yet trapped in madness and misery divine... 
So strongly chained to evil! 
I am blessed with the curse of sight... 
And my eyes bleed! 
For they are indeed impaled by a strong light 
...of sinful joy! 
This revelation, this curse... 
It has killed me... a thousand times! 
A divine circle of death and rebirth... 
To malform the son of a whore! 
I feel the touch and it’s mystery 
Behold, it has made me holy in my quest 
...and I am evil, thus wounded... 
and driven to spit at your sins! 
Memories, reminders... Mystérion! 
Total submission of my divinity... 
Denial of the flesh, denial of the cunt... 
I am the cold seed of Satanas! 
...And with overwhelming pride 
I fall unto my knees 
To banish all that i have gained from life... 
For I am but a slave! 
I have the age and pride of a god 
Nevertheless, I am but a slave! 
Endlessly tortured with salvation... 
Forever chained!