Текст песни The Maximum Demonic Creation

Riding over the hot winds of hell Rips the sky leaving a red line Vomiting on god and his crown of thorns At thy home, the volcan of ice Give us a place in hell On eternity thy throne awaits Creates and destroy the universe Thou are the maximum demonic creation Exterminator angel of apocalypse Lord of the domains fo the seventh dynasty Thou creates the world and grind it with thy hands Take thy sword and throw the balls of fire Thou that rules the black arts Thou that are a genious of evil Thou who between kings and gods Are the maximum demonic creation