Father!   Art thou blind and deaf?   Old man!   Decrepit and hideous   Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety   I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love   Whereas your love as a cockroach   Under my own boot   I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy   And what shalt thou need it for   If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway   I am the blood from thy limbs, thou art the wisdom   Is it a great one, yes, vain fools do beliefe in it   They still go up in flames in anyway   Devils tongue is the tongue of fire   Yes, the same that burneth thine houses   Consumeth light and thy sheep... damned!   And even their wool is shaddy, and the meat poisonous   Not for the hungry dogs at my table   I shall destroy everything, or not...   I shalt throw it to vultures to devour, let them feast!   Devils tongue is the tongue of the night   Whenever thou delight in this beauty   Thou pour in thyself the wine of the underworld   And whenever thou crave for bearing it   There are only the whispers of trees thou can hear   Hungry of thy love, I am anticipating my time...   Devils tongue is the tongue of my father   The one, who with universe constituteth an entity   Father who shall not sell thou out for any flirt   Forlove - affairs, kisses of humanity   Therefore give me his darkness   Power, might, hope and fulfillment   Give me his light   It is the time for the feast of hell...