| Waiting in your paradise, blinded by your light |
| Consumed by a lifeless imaginary kingdom |
| Drowning in the cesspool of your own depravity |
| Tormented guilt turned into punishment |
| Come forth and be heard in agony and contempt |
| Deaf to the clamor of the herd |
| They subversively spoke against your holiness |
| In open rebellion they will march |
| Let it be known |
| They saw it coming, the end of your presence in this world |
| Defenseless, now appeal to Heaven |
| Transcend in selfish greed, your pureness defiled |
| Receive your glory, devoid of light |
| The footsteps on your path are nothing but a rumor |
| You’re just a disturbance in the greatness of time |
| Creator of nothing, conceiver of nullity |
| Accept this multitude as it turns its back on you |
| There’s neither atonement nor penitence |
| Swarmed in ignorance by your precious human kind |
| Feel no God… Crushed |
| Need no God… Mocked |
| Have no God… Inverted |
| There’s no God in the void |
| In war against their own nature and your feeble will |
| Not servants anymore, in their eyes you’re the oppressor |
| Now they foresee the virtues of the unknown |
| Irrevocable, carried away by the plague |
| Deluded by your lies, they see your crumbling church |
| Once a temple, a muted echo of your splendor |
| Fear will hereby strike their weakened spirits |
| Turning them into a lost memory, evaporated in time |
| So be it then |
| Those who once trespass will not endure |
| Hopeless, surrounded by the Infinite Nightmare |
| Once again dispersed in the wind |
| Rise Ancient Horror, you’re nothing but temporal beings |