The Great Southern Darkness (Glorior Belli)

I longed and waited for that very day When I would break my cage of clay For far too long I have endured Enslaving spells of the demiurge Tis smile they fake while we celebrate Satan Tis life they crave while we glorify Satan Hence I step across, The great southern darkness! That gift of freedom, Eternal and unbound. The break of the vessels Was well orchestrated, High on ancient skies The stars all point to death.