Disciples of the unholy cult, gathering around the diadem of nails
Under a darkmoon eclipse, to praise the unearthly lord of death
Wolves are screaming blasphemous hymns, while beasts spread their poisoned breath
It is the night of the prediction, for a horned king to be born
Praise the diadem of evil, hail the symbol of black death
Await the total darkness and life shall be no more...
Stars falls down to wasted earth, sun spends its last warm rays
Moon hides its face for eternity and even time stops to exist
Welcome the new king of the universe, lord of the new age of lost souls
Total blackness over his empire, the final holocaus has just begun
