Father!
  Art thou blind and deaf?
  Old man!
  Decrepit and hideous
  Hidden in woods of madness and anxiety
  I am the beast, thou - the refugium of love
  Whereas your love as a cockroach
  Under my own boot
  I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy
  And what shalt thou need it for
  If the world shall fall asleep under my wings anyway
  I am the blood from thy limbs, thou art the wisdom
  Is it a great one, yes, vain fools do beliefe in it
  They still go up in flames in anyway
  Devils tongue is the tongue of fire
  Yes, the same that burneth thine houses
  Consumeth light and thy sheep... damned!
  And even their wool is shaddy, and the meat poisonous
  Not for the hungry dogs at my table
  I shall destroy everything, or not...
  I shalt throw it to vultures to devour, let them feast!
  Devils tongue is the tongue of the night
  Whenever thou delight in this beauty
  Thou pour in thyself the wine of the underworld
  And whenever thou crave for bearing it
  There are only the whispers of trees thou can hear
  Hungry of thy love, I am anticipating my time...
  Devils tongue is the tongue of my father
  The one, who with universe constituteth an entity
  Father who shall not sell thou out for any flirt
  Forlove - affairs, kisses of humanity
  Therefore give me his darkness
  Power, might, hope and fulfillment
  Give me his light
  It is the time for the feast of hell...