1. YOU WILL NOT HAVE MERCY

(Instrumental)


2. WORM CIRCULATES IN ME

And circulates in me, circulates wildly
Worm who don’t want to die
And deeper and harder my worm’s poking
In the swamp of tomorrow
Sweating and stinking gift of life
And moon shakes when sun burns
Because the worm dull the blade
But the ashes he leaves
Bloody curtain covered with fire
And the day died
Even though the snout kept he died
Then he faded and spawn the night
That the worm could be able to dream in the darkness
Corpse light in the boiler brew


3. TORMENTOR OF CROSS WORSHIP

I ravage and mow the earthly fallow
I stride and mow the human weeds
Pain and desperation, scream with fear
Stream of suffering I pour them
I walk between blind eyes
I look down, up and one side
I hear sounds of tangled mouth
I throw shadow of the horns, let them rot
And books are burning in scarlet shine
Mistakes burns in candles silence
Fire defiles the twisted content
And dry tears and eyes are drowning
Cloudy eyes...
With no expression...
Without will...
So I walk further
Road with no visitors
No oaths, no engagement
Free with no nausea


4. THRONE OF ETERNAL PERDITION

I open my eyes, make the pain of the soul
Blows me cold of the dead silence
Semblance of life, appearances acts
I feel ghastly hunger
Like a bastion with furrows of elements
I not bend my knees, I not bow my head
I leave behind a garden of bones
Moral castrato remains
I am snake, I bite fools
From dusk ‘till dawn of life
My venom chalice I leave to those
Who despise the myth of salvation
Before the throne of eternal perdition
Through the passage of death
Through the labyrinths of impaired harmony
With Lucifer’s light I lead