слова песни Behemoth - The Act Of Rebellion
fucked by hecate
yet I shall not be yours
no fantasies nor the promised grace
I will chase you down
rid me ov slavery
strengthen up my mind
with a bliss from below
call me not, never, bow ye down, honour
ride the southern blaze, lighting up my throne
see me star arise, hear my nature's call
I summon the beast, call loud out its name
will never to fall, yet to be restored
heal me not, never, bow ye down, honour