Hear the funeral bells chime
The eve of our nocturnal feast of pain
Diabolical ghastly winds
Burn the corpses of weak believers in shame
See our black legions ride
For we crave our satanic souls to satisfy
On our trail only darkness remains
As we seek the crypts of eternal ice
Hear his words of doom
That have led us from the graves to victory
Hear the sighs of the entombed
That had denied him before the rising
Unleash the perverse lust
The forgotten diabolic desires
Now thou art thy own god
In this world of the darkest eternity
We answer the call of the goat
We ride under the black wings of evil
Now this winter is forever
Raped lies the holy flesh, frozen in the dark
The sign of the goat shines in the northern sky
For we've reached the hell
The diabolical eve of the nocturnal holocaust.