---

He...

Who is born after thousands years of Tiranny

Who dares to trespass the line

between Life and Immortality

Who makes vanish all the fears

Who embodies the pure spirit of Oblivion

Will rise again

The ancient One

Who created armies of abominable servants

The formless One

Who ascend his malevolent throne

with raging Fury

And Feasts with rotting preachers

The Earth will see the Light no more

And no more Life will touch the ground

As the oxygen turns in sulphur

The green sky feeds the deepest sea

With still living remnants of devoured Fates

Screams of hypocrisy rise

Creating armies of vile creatures

Thy destiny is Suffering

Thy destiny is Suffering

Fire, with his flames

Purifies the flesh

The Unborn One annihilates the Prosperity

And Brings down the world in a new

Era of Submission