Tirania The Magician
The sky saddened
Every star colliding
Constellations shaking
Every bone of an Earth god is trembling
When thou
Sees him appearing
As a living God
Ye who lives on his fathers
Ye who feast on his mothers
Thei one feeding on men
And living in Gods
Thei one consuming thei magic
And devouring their fame
Thei one consuming thei magic
And feeding on their shame
The biggest for breakfast
The middle for lunch
The smallest for dinner
Subdue him, dark spirit of mine
Expand it all, fast through his flesh
My might damns you, erases all
Thou crumble underneath my feet
