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The regions void of day we journey long following the traces

Of the dark ravisher – to the underworld into his palaces

Here we stand at the borders of the Stygian waters

Our fate decrees to reign from there for all ages

We hail to the Queen of Hades!

Let us burn inside your warm seas

In the Styx we receive immortality

And the powers that shall be

All hail to the Queen of Hades

Mistress of golden light

Enchantress, Queen of the witches

Persephone our guide

Evoke the monarch himself

To whom the flames are given to serve thee

The vapour fills the hollows of his eyes

His grim look mesmerizes

With forgotten magic tunes

We feel dark faults to praise him

May he grant us to live with him in sin

Wretched souls, wild mailings – you can hear from the shades of Hades

We set the devouring fire to the dark foliage to burn all rapstars

Catching their boiling blood in bowls for the libation

Summoning ghosts through the rites of lethe, necromantia to the sounds of damnation