The Divine Birth of the Dying and Resurrected God Apostasy breathed life into the sterile universe The Epiphany that appears among men like a storm An end to the servile virtues and restrictions Through the fury of the storm! Deathly quiet pandemonium! The revelation of the god who has become a man Bursting forth from the darkness in the form of a savage With one hand he brings ecstasy and deliverance And with the other hand wildness and rage Through the fury of the storm! Deathly quiet pandemonium! Fire in nature, Love in spirit They that know me shall recognize Wine for blood and crowned with horns The Master of the World serves to None Snake of the Hundred Heads! On the earth A kingdom of black to the blind Lion of the Burning Flame! The light of adorations is mine Its rays consume me Through the fury of the storm!
storm, fury, pandemonium, deathly, quiet