Earth and sea cower from my screams   As I climb into the skies   Atop sins towered heaven high for me   From whence I see no reason why   I should not smite with vengeance   And hurl thieves down from paradise   For storms before were as nothing more   Than a breeze next to this night      I am Methuselah of the Tribulation   The Moonchild come to harm   A riot of stars shaken from their station      The choking smoke of Jerusalem burning   Six vices become wrath      And though half-blind with ravening   Like Phineus now I see   The end declared from the beginning   Love won through my defeat   But now I fear I will never peer   On Her radiance again   I shall glimpse instead, the slurried red   Of faces pressed to bloodstained panes      Betrayed and played by God   Who alone but He   Scapegraced and goated me?   Now I wish to piss on His parade      Angels, clawed with burnished wings   Still loyal, kiss the seal   Bent on knees and harrowing   Promise overkill      Know that you shall die like whores   And the cries of your writhings shall rise   To please their Lord...   So before the sword   Side with me in slaughter      I am Methuselah of the Tribulation   The Moonchild come to harm   The spoken horns of desolation      Drink the pouring of my fury   Those darkened waters spur   The brink of war as my judge and jury   And rapist executioner   Our time is short, the horsemen ride   A foul-breathed chora howls, besides   Damnation and a day has passed   This divine right to genocide      Weld the gates to heaven shut   The abyss leers in hissing ruts   Unhilt the black grimoire of death   Inscribe all names that God has left      I lived the drams of nymphs and men   But now the nightmares come again      Now the nightmares come again...