Parasatan lyrics

The blade of self-deception is crushed A rotten cross is stroked down (to hell) Parables of emotional falsehoods Putrefy in their outright impossibility Parasatan! An ecstatic, cruel, but clear vision Remorseless passive acceptance of reality Parasatan! Ratified by the insane morality Genocidal maniacs of that passionate scorn Rip the wounds open, fall to the waters Emerge from the black womb of death Victorious and without a tarnish Only the inner daemon may survive