In the first nightside eclipse he comes to the land
Of thulsa to plant his seeds of hate
Under the form of a beast
Shine the blue lights of the night
Cold drops cover up her flesh and make she feels
All the souls that he killed are coming for her cave
His irresistible presence makes, makes she feels
That ins’t idolatry fall on your knees
Fall on your knees in front of him
The awakening
Suffering in cold winds the child is borning, hail!
The new master of the wolves,
Son of shadow and light
Find by sacerdots of thulsa abbey
Now he has a home, food and knowledge
Behind the walls strange things begins to happen
Sodomy, violence and madness.
