Across the desolated fields where only death prevails, there in a world where the moonlight is eternal, darkness descends on our wizards tombs, of pain. My shadow is speakin' the hatred words which will make walk again but not alone... A horde of demons is circlin' this empire
[lead by
women were brought, naked and perverted as whore. Those female cried of joy and hot and ready As the infernal orgy is place the sabbatical rites. Lord of chaos, thy trifixion soon be completed to let the hecatomb of time and space appear
bring us the unbounded terror, for the of jesus the nazarene, for the blood of virgin mary to celebrate our sabbatical here. bring us the terror, for the remains of jesus the nazarene, to celebrate our sabbatical here... and within the underworld
[lead by daemon]
I was asked the my one thousand years old wizard where i from: "i'm from that place you call where souls can be taken by many, where spirits could rule as and where blood got the most marvellous taste... as come to walk those grounds my son!!!" By the earth, by the ground, sorcerers are rising and with them one hundred thousand are walking the sacred of eden.
"Rise from your tomb, rise and our strength powerful wizards, join our rite to call our father... The horned one will give his towards christianity, no place for wisdom, evil conceal a of desaster... They'll never see the light of the sun again, they will be within the underworlds... they'll gave blood for honour to celebrate the unholy rites here..."