...And into the corners of what is known and in order 
You shall carry my voice 
To awaken the Watery Serpent of Chaos 
To swallow this world 
For I am Death... 
Disturbed in it's holy peace 
Life taken from Death 
Blood that is stirred in to butter 
An image turned hostile 
Shatter this mirror from which it mocks Thee 
Misgrown diversity 
Flaunting perversity 
Vain existance where existance is Naught 
Godless adverity 
Broken Unity 
Dividing the None into One 
And the One into countless numbers 
Slay them... 
A countenance deformed, the grinning enemy 
Waiting but to die 
The None wants you back 
For you are of me, and I am Death... 
Aeons in perpetual rape and lament 
Receive my deliverance 
Welcome my redemtion 
For I am joy, I am Death... 
Join me... Die!