Through your vision We reach for the sanctity of immortality Holiness realized by the flame Which darkness breeds and light consumes Hearken, comrades For all of you resound to my call May this sweet incantation echo in your hearts May it darken each ruin of man Gather your pyres Breathe your flame Into the nightly bonfires Now is the time for Lucifer's arrival The blinding beacon emits His glance Through this spoiled heart and by this morbid mind Flesh now stands submissive and conquered Stepped aside for the black will of iron One with them I am One is this storm of will One are the elements as they destroy Uniting in a ritual of ethereal creation Against the illusion of time As above, so below The keys turn and the wheels swirl The spell blackens the skies once again Through this vision Divine apocalypse conquers the earth Harnessed is the cursed flesh In disposal of His iron will Harnessed is the cursed flesh In disposal of His iron will