Praise to the Light and Day of Infernal Hell rising. An Infernal Diatribe by Vexen Crabtree, an ugly mockery of death.
Lucifer, who art the Light and Way,
Thou drivest night and illusion away;
O Life of Light, whose imminence shows
The lovelight in us in hell below.
Unholy Lord, in groaning prayer
We ask tonight thy lustful stare;
O grant us calm repose in thee,
A sensual night from worry free.
Waking surely reddened those eyes may be,
Still our hearts see the beauty in thee;
Let thy fist stretch out for knowledge love
Smash the corruption we loathe above.
Behold, O God, your pitifull will to quell
The crafts and subtleties of hell;
Lying God sheep thou hast mislead,
Triumphant, victims minds are fully bled.
All praise to God in folly be,
All praise, Infernal Soldier to thee,
Within our bodies, the power we adore
Strong love and minds for evermore.