Crowley, Master Of Masters

In the midst of the forest's immensity
Between land and sky, a scream is heard
Come Crowley, in nomine Satanaz

The power claims for the power
The evil calls more evil
Crowley, master of masters

Retrun to this inferior plane
And hear my supplication, yes
By the power of faith of invocation and evil

If the world now claims
For blood and gold
I ask you the high knowledge
What's the prize of the original sin?

Yes master, death to those swines
I, however, long for eternal life
For infinite are the Lucifer's deeds and artfulness

Didn't he win Adan and Eve in paradise?
Didn't he force Cain to kill his brother Abel?
Didn't he make you, Crowley, a powerful witch?

For only when the dead
In the cemeteries open their eyes
The Lucifer will not be Lucifer anymore
Grant me victory over my enemies

Give me the Kingdom of hell as my prize
Crowley symbol of power, symbol of high knowledge
Let us bend our knees to praise
The beloved Master