I lift the blood filled chalice the sky;
And drink in the honour of my master of the deep
I kneel before the black altar of Satan
and sign of the Baphomet
And command the dark forces to come forth

Black clouds embraces the light of the moon
and legions of demons appears
And as the fires touch the sky,
a dimension denied through aeons reveals

From the vast abhorred deeps
Through the clouds; from infernal storms; he appears
In front of thousands of demons hordes
A domain of damnation and death
And a shivering voice led me towards the fire

Towards the realm of night

Black clouds embraces the light of the moon
and legions of demons appears;
As fires touch the sky, an uncontrolled vision
calls from the dark depths

Disciples of Satan;
Awaiting for the awakening

Like a cold winter breeze sweeping silently
across the northern wasteland
I fly towards the nightrealm and
an eternity in darkness
I have always longed for this existence
through the centuries of my time
Forever sheltered from light,
forever a servant of Satan

"I wonder, am I a demon?
I can feel the power flowing through my veins"

From the vast abhorred deeps
Through the clouds; from infernal storms; he appears
In front of thousands of demons hordes
A domain of damnation and death
And a shivering voice led me towards the fire

Towards the realm of night

The sign hell has been revealed on the sky
By the demons of Ira; the reaper;
Ankou has been send forth Only the silence of the
deserted lands remains All life devours in the fires
The final chapter of humanity; is finally
closed and forgotten Creation; reverse

I remember how I've seen the horizon at daylight;
been painted black by horned devils,
And wide opened gateways into dark unearthly dimensions
The unhallowed ones, who dwells invisible
among the shadows, disciples of Satan;
Awaiting for the awakening