Cult of Dagon - Book of Black Earth

The fire that grows in the hearts of men

The thought of divine inspiration is the heart of the sun

So I wake the gods from the tomb of the ancients, hail the sun

Look to it and go blind

So I lift the veil and pass through to the other side

The will of the gods is the will of my own the will of the gods is the will of

my own

There is no god, like the will of my own

There is no god, like the will of my own

All hail the sun

Murder your brothers, destroy yourselves, hang your families, all for the love

of the sun

Humanity fails, the ultimate form of insanity is the cross

To deify the ultimate star in the sky, insanity

Humanity fails, the ultimate form of insanity is the cross

To deify the ultimate star in the sky, insanity