1. FALL OF CHRISTIAN HEGEMONY

In the frosty forest primeval secret preservetl
The crypt where I spent another night in solitude.

I open my eyes,
Darkness embraces my body
Awaken as an immortal
Wolves announce my return.

The time has come...

Driven by the winter glades
In the fullmoon glow
I walk the forgotten paths.

Born from the ancient magic,
I am the destruction of Christ herds.

Leading the shadow armies
Armed with hell-torged weapons
We will strike with crushing power.

Screams of dying will be our nourishment
Your end has come, prepare for death!

The war we started
Will end the age of the cross,
The cult of Jewish God.

Temples will be turned to ruins
Decrepit old man in white robes
Sitting in his noble throne
Will be pierced with sword.
The heart of squalid faith,
will be turned to ashes.

The skies were pierced
By fiery thunderbolts
The blood rain fell on the soil.

Again, I hid in my tomb
Among great trees,
And I will rise again
In the land free from Christian hegemony...


2. ANTICHRIST AGE

Ancient knowledge in thoughts enchanted
The fallen one wanders among mankind
Under the dome of stars guiding the path
Unnamed secrets not yet revealed.

Look into the abyss, iry night embrace the body
For thousand years forgotten
Betrayed by the one, who in firmament died
The one who saw the death of Christ
The one who changed the law of lies
Comes... steered by Hatred, carrying plague.

Wall of scourge behind Him,
Time to harvest, to retake the heritage!

...And so, he stood in front of Him,
One from the false prophet's disciples

Frock's black stained with blood
Hesitanfly holding the cross
Fire of truth digesting his eyes
Breathless, he falls on his kness-
Announcing the blood art.

Arckangel's wings spread in the wind
Holding their leader beheaded corpse.

Set god's asylums on fire!
Burn the shelters of the weak!

This is the age of darkness
This is the age of antichrist!


3. DEMONICZNA WEDROWKA POTEPIONYCH DUSZ

Fasy skryte w zmierzchu fona w mgle
Demoniczny żywot prowadzę, pełen chłodu, nienawiści,
To jest moje sanktuarium mizantropii
Przez korony drzew przedziera się księżyca blask
Jestem poza czasem, pośród magii starożytnej
Usłysz harmonie drzew pradawnych.
Mających początek przed istnieniem hebrajskich mitów
Zanurz się w nieskończonej grzesznej mądrości
Piekielnym ołtarzu szaleństwa...
W ziemi białe włócznie ze skalpami wrogów,
Mających za przewodnik dekalog pełen kłamstw
Chmury burzowe wezbrały się na niebie
Czuję smak deszczu spływający po mym ciele,
Wymieszany z krwią tych którzy próbowali skalać nieświętą ziemię
Jestem zwierzęciem, demonicznym cieniem
Skrzydła nocy rozpościeram dumnie
Trwają w wiecznej bezludnej krainie
Gdzie koścista wiedźma czyha
Na pograniczu życia zatacza koło czasu
Sierpem jak smoła czarnym
Kończy i zaczyna się dusz potępionych wędrówka...

...kończy i zaczyna się dusz potępionych wędrówka...


4. DARKNESS HARBINGER

In the circle of evil, among the forest mist
I pray to hatred which I hide in my heart,
In my heart !!!!

Lycanthropic spirit becons -
My heart filled with anger,
My mind full of animal instincts.

Trees stretch their talons,
Marble stares directed on altar
Where I fulfill the ritual.

Bridled virgin groans among the candles,
Raped with perversion, in carnal sin
Wolves howl in their lust for human flesh.

Inspired by visions of destruction
by apocaliptic gales, by oceans of death

I summon the infernal powers,
Horned beasts dozen in me.

In the name of Satan,i order you to kill !!!!!

With primaeval nature united
The only path I go -
Perdition path, with no way back.

I am the master of death
I am the scythe of blood
I am the tormentor of divine
...the messiah of darkness.