The worm's child has born from a dying mother
On these blessed lands he opens his eyes and sees the light

A dark light that overwhelm and protects him
Feeding his hunger with a meal of hate and suffering
His maternal milk is the evil that flows from the abyss

His cries are the atrocities dictated by the prophecy

Unblessed son, born under the sign of the worms
Unblessed son, born to rule this world
Unblessed son, born under the sign of the worms
Unblessed son, born to rule this world

Created to unify under his sign all the lost lands
He now grows day after day

Strengthening his body to complete his mission
To honor the dark world that has delivered him
Conducting this world to the end
Conducting this world to the end

The chosen son waits for his moment
The chosen son waits for his moment

Unblessed son, born under the sign of the worms
Unblessed son, born to rule this world
Unblessed son, born under the sign of the worms
Unblessed son, born to rule this world

The skies become dark
The seas turn black
The winds become storm
Under the worm

It rains blood from the heavens
Humanity cries his own end
This is my dying world

The skies become dark
The seas turn black
The winds become storm
Under the worm

It rains blood from the heavens
Humanity cries his own end
This is my dying world
This is my dying world

Unblessed son, born under the sign of the worms
Unblessed son, born to rule this world
Unblessed son, born under the sign of the worms
Unblessed son, born to rule this world

A dark light that overwhelm and conduct him
To honor the dark world that has delivered him
Conducting this world to the end
Conducting this world to the end