Time is lost all around
We shall begin the visions so terrible
The Dream-like one will come
Winds will roar the commands of Hell

Out from the seven gates
Everything is black and dead
Life has turned to fire
The Stones of Death are alive

The Dream-like one will come

There is nothing to fight for
Lost in the shadow of Satan
Embrace the cold of murder
Your soul has changed to abyss

Deep vibrations from darkness
Await the rise of death inside
Sub-terrain rises - Hell begins

There is nothing to fight for
Lost in the shadow of Satan
Embrace the cold of murder
Your soul has changed to abyss

Embrace the cold of murder
Your soul has changed to abyss