Pierce the sky with pillars
Cast their shadows upon the world
Shadows that are rooted deep in the dark seas
Call her, Conjure her
Hail the beast in all its glory
With seven heads and ten horns
Hail the whore who rides the beast
The mother of prostitutes and of the abominations of the earth
Drink from her and follow
The gates are shining of divine light
Come to her
Share her sins and receive the plagues
All the impure spirits, rejoice
Feast on the lamb and be intoxicated by the wine of the holy
Cancel the wedding, open the abyss
Keeper of the key to the abyss,
is dethroned
She will flourish
and she will drink
the blood of the holy