Mephistopheles - Cryosphere Trimension

Delivered to powers beneath understanding
Fear is the only way to descend
Her body forced to suffer from terror
The source of which I surely am

Desecrating holiness
Inspiring my will to die
Divert my spirit from its primal source
Leave nothing but believe behind

I'll burn the truth into her eyes
Make her feel the end of life

Unveil Thyself
Thou, who by my words art sentenced
I am not like Thee
I breathe Thy spirit, demigod
The dust of centuries I wear