Consuming the hate (and) falling from grace
(The) air which you breathe (is) setting a course
Headed towards a cliff, you're destined to fall

Eliminate love - your greatest enemy
Convincing your mind (with) pale illusions
Is there nothing to stop you
(from) trying to gain all the world?

Collecting your items (and) store them in line
As paralyzed victims (through) indoctrination
One by one you are disintegrating their freedom

Distinguished cherub, (you're) the father of lies
Fooled the world (to) bow their knees (in front of you)
Yes, an image of a king
is what you've painted before them

Demon of ancient
What will you gain through all of this?
Who did you conquer
when you fell from the host of light into the pit?

Humans find hope in conferring with your legions
that hold to the selfsame values as you
To be fooled is the downhill path to "salvation"
The salesmen of death are your children of hate

A masquerade, the carrying of masks
to please unguilty souls
(Your) game is complete
when you've made them all cease,
the ones you scorn

A pleasant dream to glorify light
Was traded for sin and lust for corruption
Transformed into mud instead of a shining pearl

You take your delight (in seeing) others in pain
A horrifying dream (is the) core of your heart
The light you once conveyed
is now lost in the shadows

Can you (ever) regret (the) ways of your deeds?
The burning hate towards your maker?
Or is the act of forgiveness a far stranger to you?

Demon of ancient
What will you gain through all of this?
Who did you conquer
when you fell from the host of light into the pit?