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When wandering in the path of darkness

Across the humble faithless ways of masses

Satan comes thereupon, calling all the chosen ones

The pure form will shine in the almighty black lord

The power of knowledge obscures the light

Overcomes the deeds and ablaze the glorious night

A Mirror-like, shining and bright as the sun light

Cast down from heavens for being the lustrous one

Thou face is hidden, whose form is unknown

The chosen ones from the chamber of flesh and blood

Reposed are the true sons in the fathomless underworld

Where lies the serpent on the path of the throne of knowledge

Where a stream through the tree of life flows free unchanged

A human figure holds the disk shedding light is seen

Lying face downwards in reverence of the mighty one

Where there is been made them an offering upon earth

May who built the dome in the Hall of the truth be judge

May those who make adorations shall bow into the ground

On the path of long strides the name of Satan shall be sung loud

In wide open wings shall come our lord

From the fathomless dark underworld

Reigning over the creatures of the world

Imprisoned within the flesh and blood