O cold and hungry Night
Bathe me in Thy sulphurous light!
Through the prism of Thy womb
And the endless darkness of Thy tomb
Wolf of sublunar supremacy
From the abysses unknown I summon Thee!
To devour this shell of earthly clay
Let spirit be beast, and flesh be prey
O Mother of Darkness
I drift through Thy heavens black
Beyond the dying stars
Never to look back
O cold and hungry Night
I am Thy reaping sword!
Beyond books and religion
Beyond mind and thought
Beyond life and death
In dark pristine wilderness
Lieth the true altar of Satan!