I see three peaks: one for Hell, one for heaven, one for Grand Mystery   In Hell three lakes: of burning tar, of vermin and of ice- all brimming with sinners   And Devils larger then Daemons with horns made of fire      Then I see heaven on the second mountain   The city of gold and honey with saints...   All joyful and towering in their glory      There I see two pious and innocent youths snatched suddenly   From amidst their host by flying Devils and carried to Hell   While Uzza, one of Four guardians of Egypt and angels pay no heed to this rape      The Aeons go past and the plagues get unleashed   The city of good is under siege      Black Moses is my name   And these are the visions   From Egypt's guardian seraph...      The heaven is on fire and Salomon's magic nets give no protection   St. Peter's shot and jesus with his brothers are slaughtered with no mercy   Their blood into dust without meaning of rebirth      And I see the gates to god tumbling down   And him being dragged before Abaddon's gold throne   Where the Grand Whore Barbelo's daughter wields a double-edged axe      And I see the blade fall down upon the head of lord in heaven   And Darkness falls upon the end of history   While I drink the milk of the Black Goddess and cry over the mankind      Black Moses is my name...