Falcons of the war, angels of the night,
Descend the ancient cursed graves,
To the table of sacrifice,
The dispossesed battalion, has been rangen in line,
Waiting for the human shape goat to sound the trumpets of spite.

The sacrifice starts...

Lust for killing and defleshing, swallow up the burning depraved souls,
Defending yelps of the valley of the demons,
Tears and blood in the garden of all the vice,
Which are desperate to the help of god.

The sacrificial rites on the gravestone's bleed,
The dust, rot and the embodied spirits sing,
He opened the floodgates of his demonical creatures,
Eerie atmosphere inspired by the ghosts of hell.

Condemned shadows are past and praying, for i am the lord of hell, i will rip you all, i will bleed, your faith is mine, my monstrous raids eternal nightmaters.

Darkness abates,
Bright veil cover the rage,
Rays of hope strike relief,
Flowers drenched with morning dew.

But only illusions from the abyss of hell,
Passion has risen, has risen again!

Rivers of blood, mountains of bones,
Red moon of hatred created by the damned,
Supernal loneliness, will never come back,
Black mental nightmares inspired by satana...