Из альбома: About the Christian Despair
Occultism ...
Rituals ...
I gave my blood to Teitan
My soul turn to black by the evil's sentence
- Come to me
- Raise to this clowns
In my dreams
In front of me
In the shadows he come to earth to destroy
And terrify the dubious image. - Satanás ! My Noble God !
IA ! Satanás
IA ! my noble God ...
Black preaches I can hear
The sorrowful blood are draining
Intentional invocation ...
Blasphemy of a new generation
Redeemer of my obscurity
The black human souls will be possessed. - Satanás ! My noble God !
IA ! Satanás
IA ! my noble God ...
Satan's kingdom ...
In flames we burn to venerate you
In the rituals our souls were crying black
Now and forever with my damned guide