I sing of Power, Magick and A of Pure Victory A to the Spirits of Freedom and Grace And Gods there may be . . . Manacled, Beaten, and Cast from the Light of the Goal I'll never falter, or kneel to the strength of my Soul Lashed by the Winds of Stung by the Gods of I'm in Power, I'm Rising Call this a Sacred Vow All that I you now I may be Bloody, but I am I am Power the Hour, Season and Day of Dark Misery Summon Demons, Hunger and Hate of Impurity Ravaged by Fire, stripped and Torn from the World I know I'll never cry out, buckle or kneel I am the of my Soul by the Gods of Wrath Blinded by I'm in Power, I'm Unchained All I tell you now as a Sacred Vow I may be Bloody, but I am GODHEAD:] Die, fall on your Sword, fall on knees Die your Son to his tree Die by my Hand, die by my Right on Site, Vultures Die, on your Sword, on your knees Die in the Sun to these trees Die by my Hand, die in my Heart Flung the Heights, forever fall I of Power, Magick and Might A Sonnet of Victory A Hymn to the Fearless, the Savage, the The Spirit of our my debts, tally my sins, charge each offence on my Scroll I'll never the course of my Steele, I am the of my Soul Lashed by the Winds of by the Gods of Hate I'm in Power through Murdering Rain Stronger Faith allows Braver than Hero's My Head is Bloody, but I am I AM POWER, ! ! ! ! ! ! !