الكلمات الأصلية
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The gods of the right-hand path
With their talks of charity
Has slendered and attacked
His infernal majesty
Death to those weaklings
Rot in livid stench
Listen to this battle hymn
My swords of grim revenge
Book of Belial
Prince of hell north
Lust and destruction
Satan's power chord
Crosses are inverted
Parchment filled with hate
Black candles left
Crimes of war are made
Challenge of ecstasy
Sacramental wine
Forces of the darkness
Who's name I giveth a sign
Great brothers of the night
Who dwelled in devils fame
Vomit ????? Your pestilence wrath
Into its puny brain
Silence is the voiceless bird
That feeds upon the brain
Of him who had tormented me
Sustaining screeds of pain
I called upon the messengers
To slash with grim delight
This victim I have chosen
With powers of the night
Listen to these words of wrath
Hate your enemies
Each word is a tongue of fire
The flames from hell burn fears
The gods of the unjust are dead
For those of us who know
A new light is born
Come and learn the law
