Earth and sea cower from my screams
   As I climb into the skies
   Atop sins towered heaven high for me
   From whence I see no reason why
   I should not smite with vengeance
   And hurl thieves down from paradise
   For storms before were as nothing more
   Than a breeze next to this night
  
   I am Methuselah of the Tribulation
   The Moonchild come to harm
   A riot of stars shaken from their stations
  
   The coking smoke of Jerusalem burning
   Six vices become wrath
  
   And though half-blind with ravening
   Like Phineus now I see
   The end declared from the beginning
   Love won through My defeat
  
   But now I fear I will never peer
   On Her radiance again
   I shall glimpse instead, the slurried red
   Of faces pressed to bloodstained panes
  
   Betrayed and played by God
   Who alone but He
   Scapegraced and goated me?
   Now I wish to piss on His parade
  
   Angels, clawed, with burnished wings
   Still loyal, kiss the seal
   Bent on knees and harrowing
   Promise overkill
  
   Know that you shall die like whores
   And the cries of your writhings shall rise
   To please their Lord...
   So before the sword
   Side with me in slaughter
  
   I am Methuselah of the Tribulation
   The Moonchild come to harm
   The spoken horns of desolation
  
   Drink the pouring of my fury
   Those darkened waters spur
   The brink of war as judge and jury
   And rapist executioner
   Our time is short, the horsemen ride
   A foul-breathed chora howls, besides
   Damnation and a day has passed
   This divine right to genocide
  
   Weld the gates to heaven shut
   The abyss leers in hissing ruts
   Unhilt the black grimoire of death
   Inscribe all names that God has left
  
   I lived the dream of nymph and men
   But now the nightmares come again
  
   Now the nightmares come again...