Grant me profane kiss, oh Isis mother of all   Thy lips like morphine, teasing my slumbering heart   Release me, this cosmos is way too small   Come down on earth, evangelize      Ravishing muse abduct my spirit   And bury my will in spacious beyond   That human thought can never reach   Alight upon the earth and consecrate my engines of life      And so I chant that triumph of might   Trampling kingdoms of conscience   I, the archangel of wrath with one word, the unholy sword   I overmastered every image of god      I come in splendor and golden glory   Seeking war trophies and sacred spoils   To purify this heart of mine, to cast away rotten rood   Defile morality of the blind god      Defiling morality of black god