1. A CARPATHIAN TRACE

An Aeon of ill-reprieve
Treading on the waters of damnation
Ill-repute and out of time
I sift through the sands of Ebb and Wrinkle
Via for one's wrath
Entrant for the sacred conscious
I'll leave them a bloody pyle
A pile of sullen ashes
Abode the bringers of wrath
Brings desolation and unrighteous sacrament
An unholy temple arises
There is a yearn for the skye and all its treasures
But there is yet to find one peace
One solace to rule the void
And suffage the ill-gotten spirits of old
I shall walk among the ruins of cities
I shall not mock the children of God
I shall arise in victory
For on a day like this, there is only victory
Only triumph and exaltation
Only peace through annihilation
And no pledge to sew
For I shall walk among the valley of death
Without fear of riddance
And walk with a glare of glory
That cuts the devil deep
A sword that will never rest
And an armour that will not dau-sheen
As Babylon falls in death and not surrender
Its queen to perish above all oblivion
The whore and its suckle destroyed
And a Carpathian trace laid afoot


2. AN ACT OF SELFISH MEDITATION

Selfish meditation
Whom are you to pray
You plan on doing nothing
But suckle the teat of that whore of a devil
And perish oblivion and annihilation
In the lake of torment and suicide
A river of utter ruin
Selfish meditation
Whom are you to pray
Worshipper of Baphomet
Cauldron of the deep
Witches on a broom of poison and condemnation
Which are you to believe
Believe that you will die
Believe in the sacred chapter
Believe that your power is no more
As days begin to dusk
And the power of the evil is vanquished
And he is cast to his doom and heritage
For he is a liar of snakes
A master of the wicked craft
A poison to the bellies of children
Selfish meditation
Whom are you to pray


3. REIGN OF FIRE

Fire from a blood-red skye
Bluff down to the city of angels
Set out to destroy
All the perishables that is man
Mankind on the brink of extinction
Mankind set to collapse
Mankind to annihilation
And suffering
Whom shall attest for the creature
Whom is satined and shall not perish
Whom shall rise and Aeon to oblivion
It shall be he
For he is risen
The key to the everlife
And wake of hidden glory
So suffer the children well
Suffer them to the abyss
Abyss to their annihilation
To suffer the void
And sword the unbeliever
And attain the treasure of kings
Kings of utter oblivion
Utter destruction and holiness
To out-rude the ugliest of demons
And desainted Satan beheaded