Storming sky shows you the flaming sword glowing
Evoke the Death spell, devour thy flesh
Casting the hex, suffering yonder
Death to the inferior
Horned father, even further
Chaos beyond
Shapes of Death are emerging, oh, evil spells
Blackness admists the shadows
Standing at the edge of uncovered purity
We meet the Chosen Ones in dark and cold
In the eyes of Death
We saw the dimensions of time
And the wrapping the Earth in Darkness
In the flames of night our souls were burning
As we’re born in filth in the wombs of denial
Towards the horned father
The Black Sun has shown the way
Wiped out the flood of sorrow
I enter an another sphere
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