Rise from the abyss. Infernal source of power Rise to greet the horns of fire, beard the grand old wise Portal of faith you maintain, living in longing of almighty one Who descended here with a crown of victory Of shade and other shades who have dwelled Living souls, Stand clear of those, for their souls have longed for death
About their eyes are red wheels aflame and a soul as cold as ice. In strange tongues their evilwords, forlorn to the naked soul. Beckoning them with eyes ablaze Wicked souls. Give up your thoughts of heaven and its pure rebirth
Join us in an end into eternal dark Into eternal fire and ice Father Satan, sin my soul to Hell Take me through the unholy gates To ride the wings of darkness, Blackwinds of Satan rise. HAIL SATAN!! Whirlwinds burst up from tear-soaked ground Erupting the wake of my senses, And though I fall as though seized by sleep If thou could only think.
For the god you save may be yourself. Breaking the deep sleep which filled my head As though by force with rested eyes I stood Peering out to gaze where I was sensing the eternal emptiness
Descending into sightless zones no laments can be heard Except for the signs that trembled the timeless air of shadowy sadness Nothing before me eternal, yet eternal I remain Bearing the dreams of angels long ago I denounce your golden worship and spit upon your book of lies No God shall come before me Break all the jewels you can, deface my crowded throne See beyond my gaze and throw me to the depths For I have seen through fire and ice, Loss of innocence, terror!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
