Из альбома: Baphomet Pan Shub-Niggurath
Whaaaaarrr... Rwhaaarrr
Spirals of acrid smoke
Ascended to blot out the stars
Though no flames appeared
The smell of blasphemy!
DIES MIES JESCHET BOENE
DOESEF DOUVEMA ENITEMAUS
Whaaaaarrr... Rwhaaarrr
Una voz de ultratumba
Susurra en pleno ritual
Espirales de humo negro
Despertar de los muertos
DIES MIES JESCHET BOENE
DOESEF DOUVEMA ENITEMAUS
Smell of sulphur, a red fog
Must have it red, for three months
Spirals of acrid smoke