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By the seed of death conceived

Out of sight of dust Creator

The horsemen of Eternal Night

Are rushing and wielding their swords

against the altars of epochs

Baptized by Black Blood

They extirpate the race of the deceased God

Tugging down from the crosses the pastors of light

In the sacrifice of the Lord of Southern Throne

And will choke in the waterfall of blood

Anyone who carries angels lies

Crumbled shrines of civilizations

Will vanish under the hooves of devastating horde

Oh Black Flame of reason and will

Guide the Path to freedom and power

With your Light

Beyond the frontier of creation