Flaring torches in the night Light blazing through the trees A procession in the dark Under the starless sky The falling snow covers the trees No Moon to shine, pitch black sky Ritual blood on frosty ground Flaring torches enlighten the spell The psalms of hatred echoe into the night Summoning the old terminal spirits O father curse this world, let me be your torche Set in flames the firmament, cremate their souls The falling snow covers the trees No Moon to shine, pitch black sky Ritual blood on frosty ground Flaring torches enlighten the spell