1. ENGRAVED FACE

You can't comprehend my unruly words
You don't want to understand of message
I throw away the paranoia form my mind
Which has to extreme visions

Two faces is too much for me
Pentagram and anticross are engraved in my body

I can't cheat myself
Kneel by the altar of empty God
Jeer from various and wild difference
I stand and scream towards the heaven

It's time for victory
Glory to Satan


2. MY SACRUM

Silent sleeps gently
In blissfull stagnation
Stack like a statue
Of bored devil

Under the glass dome of shining stars
Flickering of thousand sparks
You took my jewel, a gift from god
Born from storms and mists
A mark of suffers, night games
Mutilated by human blood
The abyss of our hearts, empty shadows
Following every step

Dried brown liquid
On glass blade
Memory is back
Carrying the ghost of revenge
Strying mind
In the shadows of awerness
I sink deeply
Glass brown blade

A bored devil awakened from lethargy
He blew the dead silence into oblivion

Anticross – my sacrum
Anticross – your profanum

In the dead church, the altar from bones
Tabernakulum is closed
My hidden jewel, black steal
Forged in hell
Delight of all colours, hungry lust
Hidden deep in background
Simbol of old thruts, wild witches
Burning the eternal fire

Dried brown liquid

On glass blade
Memory is back
Carrying the ghost of revenge
Strying mind
In the shadows of awerness
I sink deeply
Glass brown blade

Anticross – my sacrum
Anticross – your profanum


3. ROTTEN WORLD

Walking the mist by old overgrown graveyard
Seeing moudly gravestones eaten by time
I absorb the energy of rotten deathly ancestors
Being in nowhere I caress the image of night

Created naked land
Without sanctities
Gates of abyss are opened
The nest of my Antichrist

In thick silence behold grey autumnal trees
I found the track to destiny and wild obsession
I feel the power of primeval bloody rituals
Waking ancient sleeping demons from lethargy

Infinite vale of human agony
Borns again the trumph of hell


4. BATTLE

Wind carries the stench of fear
Frayed banners flutter lazy
Fighting horses instinctly feel
Anxiety and aura of death

Sparks from sharpened swords
Fall slowly on sweat soaked ground

The dawn has came and overcame darkness
The stench of smoke from extinguished bonfires
It's time to fasten the armor
And make weapon ready for taste of blood

The last gulps of sweet wine
For reassure before the battle

Two armies are ready to fight
Commanders speak their fighting speeches
Wind covers shiny armors
And time for the last command

Attack!!!!

Roar of crushing steel from everywhere
Blood mixed with sweat and dust
Screams of pain and fury of battle
Swords and axes give the death

Death – triumphs over heads
Blood – makes unkown picture
Ravens – feasting between the bodies
Night – covers with the black shroud


5. BRINGS THE LIGHT

Listening to the old devil
Who speaks
Slowly
About details of life

Seeing his signs
Gaze
Desapir
Carved by furrows of time

Feeling his ardor
Pride
Empathy
Which comes from far

Being so close to him
I devour
I drink
I absorb the ancient wisdom

In this dirty world
Without rules and thruts
I run into the dark
To the flame from far
In the labyrinth of lies
I stray blindfold
I run into the dark
By the ones, who brings the light

In my head I hear
Screams
Suffering
On crying lost souls

On the faces I see
Tears
And scars
Plowed yoke for years

I feel pain instinctly
Burning
Bloody
Eating all from within

I'm in the center of chaos
Truly
Without defect
I found a great gift

In this dirty world
Without rules and thrust
I run into the dark
By the ones, who brings the light

He is glory
He is the law
He is a fortress
He is the fire
He is the wind
He is your day
He is your night
He is the everything
He brings the light


6. HELLISH CIRCLES

Magic sybols burned in bronze
The ancient fire of the devils
Brass hinges decorated with gold
Fussed with a lithium rock
Serpentine latches finally lock
The way without return
Nine gates by nine rings
Closed and hollow

Nasty spells protect the abyss
Charon has a key-word
Steely scroop of opening gate
The echo penetrates the deep space

Come, do not afraid, I hear the voice
Come, kneel by my throne

The sing of fallen seraphs
Takes high the psalms of penance

A boat, which remembers the first track
On the bank of river of foamed lava
Bloody rain creeps the face
Sour stench penetrates the body

Come, do not afraid, I hear the voice
Come, kneel by my throne

The sing of fallen seraphs

Takes high the psalms of penance


7. IN MY VEINS, IN MY HEART

I was born at dark cursed night
I was born from will of destiny
I was born surrounded hellish fire
I was born with sound of thunder

My heart is black and beats in rythm of hell's bell
In my veins flows the bane of tortured souls
My eyes still watch the sweet agony on the cross
Three sixies are seal only way without return

Welcome to my hell
Where life becomes death

When I die, all flames will gone
When I die, world spit with suplhur
When I die, rot feed the cross
When I die, blood flow in streams

Voice driven by wind defiles all snctities
My hands weave careful image of nothingness
Lost soul dressed in dark aura
Sharp horn sprouts on my forehead

Welcome to my hell
Where life becomes death


8. REGNUM SATANAS

The aura of dead and gloomy purple
Golden insignia of all the power
The throne made from human flesh
Incantations written in runic order

Kneel down
Regnum Satanas
Pray aloud
Regnum Satanas

The pentagram is your symbol
The anticross is your destiny

The crown from black gold shines
Fresh and sticky blood in chalice
Heavy vapour flows slowly
The voice of prayer sounds ominously

Regnum Satanas
Regnum Satanas