My wrathful eyes  Piercing from the shivering soul-night  Onto the hellion hordes  On a death-march ride  Against the new light    Immortal bearers of immoral sin  We will crack the sky open to let darkness in    In my night-sight  Blistering carnivore  Feed on your hateful eyes  Phantom-storm  Through the demon gate  Redeem your lies    Crawling up for eternal time venturing  I bid you come forth and get on with the killing    Vestal nausea  Flee before my bloodstained hatchet  Vestal sickness  I am the leech against your plague