Zagam be a lead out of time
Bayit Belial
Birth is sorrow
And such is life
I drag this mantle
Made of tears
I sweep the cold ground
With every move I make
I sweep the cold ground
Cursed the day I was born
I sweep the cold ground
Dig myself into the ground
I sweep the cold ground
And I wait for you
Brace, embrace, brace
It unveils the veiled sky
Self-slain whose words are truth
I invoke, I greet Thy presence, O void
I adore the might of Thy breath
Supreme and terrible god
Whom made the gods and their death
I tremble and I adore Thee
The light is mine, its rays I consume
I have made a secret door into your eyes
Captivator and terrible
Your love is mine, I consume
O kingdom
O kingdom
O kingdom
O kingdom
O kingdom (The dark is mine to bear)
O kingdom (Let the rays consume)
O kingdom (The dark is mine to bear)
O kingdom (I have forged a secret door)