Count your blessings, gold is only stone in a prize-less world It has always been that, knowledge is triumph over diluted minds It will always be that, flesh is power Exist through instinct live through the black beast inside Mindful of commoners blind mindful of holy swine Emerge, iconoclast of time emerge the cynic, the divine Revel in truth indulge in its wisdom Denounce the singular faiths they who devour God Patriarch of ruin melodist of calamity Conqueror of thrones majesty of hollowed lands they who devour god I the beast, I the chosen flesh