Verse 1:
Heights have putten down the temperature
The thicket‘s cold
I do know of the toll
The toll of it all

Sweet‘s the taste of poison
While decease‘s a gift of choice and I'm
Well aware of what them sigils are
Written down your Grimoire

Hook:
Hate ye one another
May you be as hateful to each other
As sin to christ
As bread eaten without blessing is to god - Shemhamforash

Verse 2:
Crueltiеs have cut the passed to thеir bones
Blood is soaking all your skin
Your flesh contains your evil sins

Sweet‘s the taste of poison
While decease‘s a gift of choice and I
I’m well aware of what them Sigils are
Which are written down your Grimoire
Hook:
Hate ye one another
May you be as hateful to each other
As sin to christ
As bread eaten without blessing is to god - Shemhamforash