Oh, Lord, of disastrous emptiness
The demon of the grey waste
Your offering prepared for expiation
Take it with our bows

The horns crown your head
The eyes are all-seeing
The slaves keep your throne
The wrath create the storms

You gave us part of your wisdom
The art of war and infinite void
The insane lust and human lechery
All disgusting gifts of Hades

We utter the black names of Azazel, Uza, Azael
Through thousand ages of desolation
We worship to Thy majesty

You rose the fallen angels
They gathered the mighty hordes
To rebel against divine will
We hail your hosts of darkness

Oh, Lord, take this sacrificial goat
As a symbol of our obedience
Testimony of your triumph
Victory of the Ungod

Azazel