We'll burn the unpure holy paths
The weak servants of the light and unholyness
Now are thousands of impaled cadavers
The black banner of hate
Will rise upon their rotting heads
And through the barren desolate lands
Will spread the seeds of wrath
The seeds of the forthcoming dark millenium

Oh brother's
Feel the abominable blow of the wind's fallen from the star's
Follow the flames traced through the eons
By the ancient blasphemous generation

Black harvester of hate
Legions we stand strong fighting for our lives
We are here to stay forever

And millions of voices
Will rise unto the unlighted sky
The flames of the supreme holocaust will burn for a long time
In the eye's of the new kings
In the day of the final twilight
I wait at the shore of torment
The arrival of the ship of dead souls
Riding on dragons wings
Gathered around the scepter of victory
Well receive the infernal hails of the abysmal might

Black harvester of hate
We are legions of Satan
We shall be strong

Oh brother
I'll wait with pride
The darkness at theedges of the world
Where also the dead can die in time
Here I'll wait that the darkness show me the misterious veil of the ancient wisdom
Oh ancient supreme glory

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