From the deep of my cave, I talk to you And my den is your soul, I'm the Devil I'm Satanas, the Beast, the Antichrist That one who punches to God with the dart ...

And the dark days of the man arrived With eclipsing time Absorbed by the mortuary influence Of the horrible tunes of the Lute Into eerie visions my bloody eye ...

Under a made old sky of dead stars The winds of horror run the sphere Are nefarious zephyres of the death that charges in it's wings All the hate and wrath of t...

Destroying with rage the dead gods' effigies With the reality hammer and the crude existence Frozen idols in time, silent and indolent Fantastic images that nev...

I walk on nebulous edge of my own abyss Through the frightful fissures of my morbid brain And I follow the silverly vestige of the faded moon I'm guided by las...

When I close my eyes I imagine the horror I inhale narcotic zephyres and venomous ethers I'm prisoner into the inferno of my imagination Asphyxiated by my desi...

From mythical histories of ancient books From prophetical imagination of visionary men The horrible Beast is revelated in the past, present and future In it's ...

From impious book I red the unholy distichon Under the leaden night of frigid Saturn, To Invoke the monster whose taciturn eye Was boring the skies with his ign...