Hellfire

My icon is the pentagram
The warmth from me
Are pleasures of the flesh
I fill you with ecstasy
My nature is that of excess
Let me out of the circle
And I will burn you
I will burn you!
My icon is the cross of Peter
I turn the eons
I destroy dead dogmas
And create the paradigms
Of the new order
Of the new order
Of the new order
I sparkle with vitality and force
Why, fools of fear
Do you want me to burn inside the dead?