My sword was lifted,  as the first one came  so delightful - so splendid to rape  I cut her wide open,  tore her heart  My eyes they glimpsed,  this was blackened art    Riding forth, killing God  I'm in battle with angels  Riding forth, killing God  I shall never surrender    With my spear I killed the second  and father God mourned as hell  I watched him through  the black diamond  These pestilent disciples  never had a chance    The last one came forth  but she truly was a fallen one  She came to join my dark horde  the bride of mine she was to become