Из альбома: Old Black
GRIND !!!
I bow to you - spirit of the night
I praise your power - beholding thy might
Like Panzer roaming battlefields
This storm is pure Vernichtung
Till I die - I raise the banner, crush the crown of light
serve until I die
Flesh and Blood - grateful victims devoted unto thorns
This Black-Metal was forged in the unholy halls of the eternal frost
Thou art might - old blacks right
Storming crusade - revealing endless hate