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On a dark and immense pavilion

In the destructive profundity trembles of the Hell

Where seat enthroning spreading your black mantle, the ancient night

Imposing Satan rules the throne of the chaos

In your infinite blasphemous empire our rebelliousness echoes

On hells your domain extends and with scepter of ingeous iron tyrannizes the earth and the lambs of the light

We are infernal hordes that travel the night as voracious wolves the disastrous forests

We screamed in the battlefield all our supremacy and the pride of the Lord of Shadows

We marched as thirsty legions, warriors of hate that walk sovereigns on the soil of christian fools

We carried the black stigma of our cursed philosophy

The hate inflames our hearts against all falsehood and weakness that emanates of this christian era

In a sagacious flight the crow tears the darkened sky under the rays of horned moon

Among gray fogs through the darkness walked as reapers extinguishing every form of despicable life

When the impure shadow of the omnipotence of Satan hides the face of the weak crucified jew

The sacred temples will fall in decadence, through the gates of hell a new era will raise