Throne of skulls Hear the bones cracking Throne of skulls Hear the blood spilling Glory to the gorgeous serpent I ask of you permission to kill in your honage Black candles cries when it's lighted to Satan. Glory. Throne of skulls Hear the bones cracking Throne of skulls Hear the blood spilling I raise the serpents dagger and start to stab I deny the bastard holy spirit It's the last bones the throne is built Idealized on my fury's plenitude of this I watch mother mary Being fucked as a whore the whole night Glory to Satan and near a rotten carcass of a defeated angel the joyful asmodeus one devouring it, with cruelty refinement The stink spreads itself, consuming the earth in a coleric disorder