Near the voice of NASTUR in his almightyness hear the whispering afflicting
the crapulent stormrace in the middle of the unspeaking eye In the black
night maze !! near the yell his breadth through his serpent-fangsTearing
the holy silence apart For the holy silence apart For the cursed faceless
one is processing the funeral sound of our almighty Blackend Hordes our
hate our wills are his power released for the glory of our redeemer

[CHORUS]

Who has know all the evil before us,
The tyrannical secrets of time?
Though my match not the dead man that bore us
Though the heathen outface and outlive us
And our lives and our laughing are twain
Forgive us our virtues, forgive us our lady of pain
DEATH FACELESS CHAOS

<< I am the master-spirit who live down below
Below any human kind, behind evevry sorrow
Down in hell my obscurity evolve in the way of hatred
For the splendour of torture and the joy of pain

I m NASTUR the great black one king of the damned
Prince of destruction through these arts
I puke my passion of uninvited dissection and drown myself into
putrefaction >>
My delite of disgust my disgust of delight lead me to the
irremediable thought that all the one live the darkness

In the middle of all lives the one who is all darkness
And darkness will be eternalsince everyting bows before the lord !
Under the Nellish frozen chants of our demons
The faceless one is processing through god's own decandence !
Screaming to death, the laws of ouyr infernal chaos !
Die with company in eternal hell of the most tormented souls !!!

[CHORUS]

Who has know all the evil before us,
The tyrannical secrets of time?
Though my match not the dead man that bore us
Though the heathen outface and outlive us

DEATH FACELESS CHAOS
Cursed faceless one defying the holy dogs
DEATH FACELESS CHAOS
The ultimate hammer of war in the face of god