Falling into a nocturnal vacuum, I call for Satan, the key holder for his world I shall enter My call is answered By force am I taken to realms, darker than death, to witness the evil glory I have travelled to see
Many are the appearing shapes of Satan Unfolding in utter grotesque horror The air is frozen I can hear the hateful rumbling and pounding in the deep I can see flickering spectres, silhouettes blistering with- electric coldness
I breathe spears unleashing a pulsating storm of steel Sulphur floats in my veins My eyes burn with fury Carbonised into my heart
Far away, a wast bastard cross manifests in the air How dare it shine so clear here in these hellish realms? Oh, did I not know of the impurity...
As the blasphemy becomes unbearable I behold thousands of claws gripping the golden cross from behind Soon demons crawl like furious ants all over the profaned shape Screaming in unearthly rage and insanity The symbol of Nazarene us thirb asunder dripping with slime and rot
I shiver in cruel ecstasy and laugh the madman's laughter
returning now with diabolical strength and a vicious grin in the faceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
