Accuser! accuser!
Exhaustless fountain of poison divine,
I ate of death to cleanse my flesh of god,
To make me thy entrance to the veins of the world
Now as we turn to seek thy face, pour down on us thy redeeming wrath
For you will ascend into heaven, and will lift thy throne above god,
And you will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north
And now you will ascend above the heights of the clouds and will be like the most high,
Yet where you brought down to the sides of the pit,
Which we now must merge with the skies
Opposer! opposer!
Core, marrow, and essence of my will,
I renounce this flesh in the name of thy praise,
To mindle the coals of salvation's spring
I drank of hell, to cleanse my soul of god, to reach the light on which thou dwellest
Adversary, adversary, glorious slenderer and everythings adversary,
Whose blady alone split the tounges of the world,
Yet shall the highest of truths mark thy crown
Now as we turn to seek thy face, pour down on us thy redeeming wrath
