Forlorn I walk Path of solitude I welcome death All is utterly dead As I slowly die Reflecting upon my life Come for me at this time Reap me of my dying
Satanic spells shall be cast upon all humans Living in the faith of a dying god Praying for their lives they shall be ripped to pieces Burning their temples
A mighty shadow was cast over the vast plain These plains I used to stalk at night, now so dim A shadow of wickedness and eternal death Even the full
Shadows spread slowly across the sinister plains The sun no longer shines - obscurity arise Hear me now - open up the hours of darkness I summon the
Impious visions Glorification of malevolence Craving for a sacrifice Rising as the fiery flames Quenching life by the thousands Rise Slay them all Rise
Step out of this false reality Into the timeless dominion Enter the realms of the unknown Seek its majestic splendour You were born screaming Crying
Deep down within, obscurity spreads insistently My hollow and dark soul is bonded with my flesh A bright dimness of black, an evil crimson shade Withdraw
Facilis descensus averno Noctes atque Dies patet atri Ianua ditis
I gaze towards the wide horizon amidst the distant mountains Frozen winds from the north whip my parched and dying skin A passing glance over these scorched
I believe in destruction of mankind I rule the shadowside of life I am the one you fear as the night closes in I believe in slime I believe in filth I
and death did die Ill-natured beasts of time haunts Uncertain moment of death Unveiled is the fear of dying [Lead: Fredrik] Sons of Belial chants in
Apparition and sinful souls gather Have knowledge of thine providence Mischievous specters shall heed thy call Bestow to the world thine dominion Irreverent
I gather all wicked souls of the north I summon the infernal legions of hell From the depths of my soul I scream I call for thee, hear my chanting cries
death Armed with hate and unrelenting fury Souls of once fallen warriors are rising [Lead: Fredrik] Apocalyptic chanting Demonic possession The Unholy Cult of Belial
Silent winds carry my cries in the dark night Black horizons lurks beyond mist and shadow Sorrow and despair slowly spread its demise Nothing is certain
depression gather [Lead: Thomas] Surroundings closes in Panic spreads like plague War between fellow man Massive flood of tears No lord of salvation
[Re-recorded. Originally recorded for the MCD "Scythe of death"] [Lead: Thomas] He lurks and waits for his time to harvest innocent souls Far beyond
Walls of flesh with skulls as decoration Black candles burning with furious desire Chained to the walls of rotting flesh Screaming sacrifice await its