From this misanthropic throne Made of skull and bone I gaze upon this mortal world With hateful visions of its end
I see the Black Hordes rise From the dark corners of the Earth A promise of a new satanic era Age of evil darkness and tyranny
Celebrate the black flame Burning away the weakness The grandeur of that fire Cleansing this world before my eyes
I rise from my throne And howl with the souls of the damned As Satan spreads his wings I ride the Holocaust Winds Towards a new dawnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.