Black metal was once a vessel of change
A tool for sweeping away the obscene nature of illusions
Now every depressed f*ck
leeches away at the purity with their weak annulled wills
Black metal was once free, sovereign and clean from filth
Corrupted by the masses, it is now doomed for failure
The ignorance of the populace poisons every art
Trading souls for gold
The strong will transcend
I despise your primitive minds
and your autocratic ways
My soul will rise above
Black metal was once a vessel of change
F*ck your narrow views of black and white
I dedicate my life to f*cking might