Thunderbird — the angel of horror. Absurd voices, the mother of the corpse. Little black angels of the Initiation fly out of the Grave, fly out of the Womb. Wisdom increases sorrow. Lucifer throws into a pit with snakes, illuminates dark corners of the decrepit cradle. Abandoned parental home. Lucifer throws on an unknown way. Rejoice! You will return to the true home! Decrepit, decrepit, decrepit child! Decrepit, decrepit, decrepit child! Soft soul and body, paradise child falls from the stars to the sinful earth. Temper the steel of your soul! Temper in cold and ice! Temper in blood, temper in seed! Temper in fire and dust! Go through the darkness, the distance will shine for you! Temper the steel of your soul! Temper in cold and ice! Temper in blood, temper in seed! Temper in fire and dust! Go through the darkness! Initiation! Initiation! The distance will shine for you! The distance will shine for you! The distance will shine for you! The distance will shine for you!