I hear some Spirit calling meIn broken screams of Hymnody—
Forever bear Cacophony
To breed Elect of Infamy.

I hear some Mystic Melody
Sung distant from Society
Devoid of chant or harmony
For this unborn a monody.

I hear unbidden Prophecy
For nations without Unity
The Prophet cries a parody
Advancing men of Villainy.

I hear forbidden revelry
Of Pagan praise or Blasphemy
Who invoke the fallen Entity
And redemption without Calvary.

I hear the Toll of Destiny
Necessitate Fatality
I’ll flee from such insanity—For
All this life is Brevity.

For all this life is brevity.
I hear some spirit calling me.