In the silent darkness of all that has passed,

I lay my head to the sword at last….

On this cold night I recount my deeds; My penance,

I throw that which sits upon my shoulders gently on the block.

I  embrace the aphotic depths of the truth and of the lies,

And with this knowledge the mastermind will drop from secrecy,

………… and my head will fall ………………….

My innocent form lost for that which I take no fault….

…and from behind the curtain Lucipher will applaud.