Blessed by Satan's dark sword In an age of wars age of plagues in front the pentagram the bleeds We're blessed by Satan's dark sword When we march, legions march with us through the hateful fog Entering the shadows where hundreds of heads are displayed in demoniac spears Through battle fields and forgotten woods Praising under Belial's wings Oh, magnificent ruler of world swallow our enemies with hate black blood and reveal your angriness through your sword Blessed by Satan's dark sword in age of vengeance and pride on, infamous Pazuzu, bring the storm. so the prophecy will be fulfilled