1. CRAWLING THROUGH BLOODSOAKED CHAMBERS

Blood and candles
The stench of Death
All my open wounds
Put me closer to them.

The corpses are rotting
And the rats have their feast
Drinking my blood
As I serve him.

The verses were read
As I crawled
To summon them
To infinite darkness.


2. MISERY LURKS IN THE CATACOMB OF THE MASTER

Under this pestilent fullmoon
My predatory instinct runs cold
Crossed with this hunger to kill
To feed my blood thirst... my agony.

Desires which I can no longer hide
My nails are destroying this old coffin.
These eyes, are all white but so tired,
Centuries pass torturously through me.

What if I could come out of this coffin?
I will use your weakness... you are so feeble.
The moonlight tortures me endlesssly with its beauty.
That pleasure... this pain... I am dead forever!

Spells of Satan Master,
I travel inside my insides.
There... my Eye and Satan!
I am condemned forever.
I need to corrupt the blood of "humans"...
Yahweh shall fade in my pale hands!!!

Blood of light will stain my claws and my teeth...
My disgusting seed awaits your pure infants.

I need to destroy my own heart,
We as one with Satan... Of king of hell