• A To-Prin
  • A Tomb In The Satanist Hill
    Old scrawly gravestone never shivered with a storm By the invoked force, ancient verses The sepulchral dead silence darkens the mountain higher top Ground burne...
  • Ancient Flames Of Darkness
    I see the blaze crossing the horizon That inverts in fire burning Remembering me the agony of the guilty Slaves of desire and of the lie When the ray pass the ...
  • Cold Mist Of Funeral Empire
    I hear the first tolls of the Bell Far away striking lenghty and grave It's the omen of the blackness that is coming The gloomy strokes of the sentence Freeze t...
  • Fury Of Demoniac Harvest
    The mortal eyes of men will open with fright The blindness of impunity turns the vision of the truth The one that has horns on forehead Command the devestation...
  • Prince Of Death
    This burn under the sign of pointed view so far Massacred evil alive in themselves On subdivided forces of this incarnation All Satanic wimple kingdom Rejoiced ...