The smell of blood magnetizes dark spirits
A valley where dead ones are howling
Mutilated, rotting bodies around me
Are so beautiful in their death
The divine light died out from their eyes
Death won this war
Those few ones still alive
Are looking up the sky with their eyes crushed by pain
But in vain God is shitting on humanity
Night is slowly descending
It is coming to take them
Damned beings
Assemble here
Reviling their souls
Consuming their flesh
What we can see is only a little bit of the end
But darkness wins the final battle
Our sword is made of hatred
Darkness wins the final battle