Speak not of the gods to me 
They listen not to the suffering 
Speak not to me of divine mercy 
When my eyes see only pestilence 

Famine and death 

Speak not to me of the profane 
When the truth of our existence 
Is called blasphemy 
And the smoke of plague ridden human carcasses 
Blackens the horizon 

Speak no more of wandering unclean spirits 
Lest they be called by the sound of their names 
Speak not of forsaking the elder ones 
I must now seek instead their unholy embrace 

Speak instead the chants of protection 
Against the coming of endless swarms of devouring fiends 
Against the dreaded black clouds of churning hatred 
Against the malevolence which descends from the sky 

Against countless voracious messengers of retribution 
Swarming the innocent, and the wicked 
Lest he who is lord of the demons of the wind 
Of the evil spirits which infest the air 
Who layeth hold even unto death 

Covereth thee with legions 
Of winged terrors 

Evil to protect thee from evil 
Evil to Cast Out Evil (x2) 

Evil to protect thee from evil 
Evil to Cast Out Evil (x2) 

Speak not of the gods unto me 
The hear not the screams 
Of the dying 

Evil to protect thee from evil 
Evil to Cast Out Evil 
Evil to protect thee from evil 

Speak not unto me 
Of the sins of mankind 
When my eyes see only the evil of the gods 

Evil to protect thee from evil 
Evil to Cast Out Evil (x2)