This burn under the sign of pointed view so far
Massacred evil alive in themselves
On subdivided forces of this
incarnation
All Satanic wimple kingdom
Rejoiced with the arrival of the envoy
Forth fight coming to the Earth
Through the yowl
timeless of the North
In through this shadowy night
Was warmed a diabolical potential
That would become a funeral
reality
Because the sleep would await soon
By the age and the sorcery of the ancient ones
His deep eyes turn into Black
The
Heel kneeled, the time has come
For the chosen one arise
Like a thick pace his music sweeps
from end to end, the other hand
of the shot
Attracting the goddess to his side
Mortifying even more the dominion of dear smarts in fire
Now the fame of the
prince of death sounding like
a blaming fierce aged on gray rotten sky
The bringer of severity marked
All the jokers,
opportunist, and the false
just fell in the name of Satan
But in the fight a promise broken in a
Conspiracy - the lady a
snare to shed his blood
The insane who raped his wife
Didn't think he was overthrowing
the pillar that supported himself
Now
we see the morbid insane
Turned up and crashed to your bones
and to the blood of your veins
Hold on that to us and run,
your
people, your sword, your circle
Your misguided horrend
I can feel your spirit
Your eyes in black