---

Evil rules the Land

The arrival of black rider

Morbid aspects of Death

Moldy black soil

Velvet touch of plague

Black breath of death

The skies are weeping blood

As the moldy winds scream

Like a cold shroud of funeral

Buildings fell into ruins

The sense of panic

Prayers in vain

Empty and cold

To deadly destination

Black spots on the skins

Towers of Silence full of corpses

Terrifying sounds of death whistles

Disastrous mortal winds

Screams of thousand corpses

Eternal abysmal grief

Pits with the multitude of dead

Lethal powers of evil

Humans howling

in pain and agony

Death approaching

Black fog, cold mist, forgotten tombs

Doomed to suffer

The path of cursed souls

Unholy night of the living dead

Infernal winds, the end is near

Moldy winds of death

They are getting closer

Moldy winds of death

Empire of chaos and pain...