Unorthodox Manifesto

"Hail Satan..."

"Gentlemen: Destroy!"

The memories far beyond the reckoning

Have begun to lurk in the distance

Like visual objects dearly known

The grace of devils hands

As they walk with me like a medium

When I choose and require a burn-out

Resting in expanded malicious force

Drained for murderous weapons

Knowing where you stand

In the magnitude of this thought

Looking at the spirit of fire and flames

Enduring on the throne of the black heart

The memories far beyond the reckoning

Have begun to lurk in the distance

Like visual objects dearly known

The grace of devils hands

As they walk with me like a medium

When I choose and require a burn-out

Resting in expanded malicious force

Drained for murderous weapons

Knowing where you stand

In the magnitude of this thought

Looking at the spirit of fire and flames

A bringer of evil I am

And therefore also a carrier of light

As I use this focus through the dark

And face the sunshine in the dead end

Limitations do not exist

When you are ahead of the crowd

With the art of confidence

I reign at the throne of my soul

The value of this darkness unwinds

Travelling the other path

A hidden triumph

But obvious to the strong and wise

By understanding this reality

I remain in a twice-coloured cloud

With feet connected solid in the ground

And thus I get peace of mind

A bringer of evil I am

And also a carrier of light

As I use this focus through the dark

And face the sunshine in the dead end

A bringer of evil I am

And also a carrier of light

As I use this focus through the dark

And face the sunshine in the dead end