Crumbs of long-lived knowledge of evil survived
Witches of dark ways' sorcery rebuild the
Road to Hell
In ancient Brasilian woods, the space is open
For boundaries to fuse
As above so below, the boundaries merge
Distilled Evil Faith

So many men
So many good men
Taken to the pole
Whipped and left to starve
And not a single one among them
Of our own

So it must be.
Distillation of Evil Ways.
Black Magic.
Black Sorceries.

Shrouded by clouds of chaos
Thrown into illogical maze
Tormented for eternity
Distilled Evil Faith

And, oh ye so luminous
Must watch the burned wings of night
Take a powerful shape again

Corpses came to life.
Machines breathed fire.
Evil ways rejuvenated.
Shameless force restored.

Demons came to windows in the dusk.
Forgotten ancestry in play. Horizon open for traveller.
Hell is now and ever.
Distilled Evil Ways.