Soaking the earth with wine from his hands   creating a new nile blood and stains      devouring and binding your crowd as the snake   no halos, just swords splitting a child in half      stand aside   will you remit with me the witness of your deciet?   stand aside, let them adore   I'm undivine yet the perfect paraclete   that new day...      forged from pawns - forged to crowns   gleaming for all in this sulpher rain      blinded you hear me preaching   for end-times -the new times to come   blinded you try to reach him   that next day...