Atropos - Blessed (Verses)

For devil himself
Masquerades as the angel of light
It's not surprising then
If his servants masquerade
As servants of so-called
Righteousness

Blessed are you
When men hate you
When they exlude you
Insult you and reject your name as evil
Because of who you are

Blessed is the one
Who trusts in man Who depends on his flesh for his strenght
And whose heart turns away
From the light

Above all guard your heart
For it is a wellspring of your might

Your end will be
What your actions deserve
What your force decides

A man's pride will bring him high
And the power of spirit
Will retain
Honour