I curse your God!
I curse your son!
I curse your empire!
I curse!
Screaming winds far between the mountains
Voices from over
The gates, which are waiting for the opening
The sky without clouds is twinkling proudly
In the light fall of the fullmoon
Screams of souls are full of hate
In the glorious flames of the Damnation
Oh, lord Satan the throne is yours
Hags are laughing around the altar which is older than time
I don't have to be afraid because I am the child
The son of darkness
I was born in frost, at unholy place
In holding hands of the night
In the chilly lights of torches my knife is lightened
Sacred by Ancestors
When time comes I have to cut
A mark into myself as old Gods showed
Time has come. I've done it!
I took my blood onto the altar
Angels are burning in the flames of hate
Twinkling lights are disappearing in the eternal darkness
