Hie hence, be gone, away Dividing clouds reveal the day The dawn has broken from the dark And thou must leave my lair, so hark It was I who rode the demon wings That pierced their joyful purity At night my spirit lonely sings And feasts with bloodstained prophecy As thoughts wage war beneath my skin They leave bleeding wounds within Last drop of blood, the ruin of gods Combine in the prophet's heart So speak, be heard Let sickness paint this earth Behold, stand bold Abide to witness the rebirth As I march through this moonlit realm I fell these torments overwhelm For cosmic soul would now exhale Its demons upon this earthly veil It was I who rode the demon wings That pierced their joyful purity At night my spirit lonely sings And feasts with bloodstained prophecy But living is swinging between life and death False values that surely would steal your last breath I stood on the shore counting stars upon my head A victim I was, constellations I shed Now virtues wept in pain Their prophecies were so bloodstained He spoke, was heard And demise fled away before this howling curse In pouring rain I drench myself And let it wash away the pain For life escaped from my own veins As call of god conquered this race It was I who rode the demon wings That pierced their joyful purity At night my spirit lonely sings And feasts with bloodstained prophecy