I practice the cults on a sacred science
When I open up my own books of might
I know that our world turns around the sun
I`m unspoken by those who have fear of light
I`m the devil, I`m hellbound
It`s not the sun that turns around
They`ve build a monument of lies
Scientists blind faithful eyes
On your long way
Paved of your sorrows
Depressions appointed your way
You have to follow
The heaven just opened the gate
I`m seeing some visions and kind of things
All the tragedies of our slaves and kings
I saw their rising and I sensed their fall
But I wasn`t ever there but I know it all
Divine astronomy