Hence I will anoint 
And whisper wholeheartedly 
The creed of Hades and beyond 
As I succumb to inevitable sin 

For I can not enslave myself 
With imaginary words of salvation 
The hypocrisy that surrounds my temple 
Is assisted by pretenders to the throne 

The winds that blow purity 
Singly my chosen legacy 
I was born in opposition 
A contender to creation 

In sorte diaboli 
In sorte diaboli 
In sorte diaboli 
In sorte diaboli 

For my sins 
I will ask no forgiveness 
For my sins 
They are not to forgive 

So never speak of me quietly 
Stand by my confession 
I voice your rebellion 
Against the traitor of the world 

I am the first creature of this Kingdom 
I will be The One 
To outlive His time 
With the triumph of free will