神敵。

Sins descending from before time
A million corpses rotting
Upon the smoldering grime
Inferno flames burning in the nine realms
Annihilation penetrates the sky

Evil rises
With a wind of stench
Scraping bones
The bloodstained constellations descend
Like a flood
The sounds of mass slaughtering echoes in the valleys deep
Beneath the red of dusk

Angst-ridden thunders
Shattering the mountains
The oceans
The rivers
A howl of sadness is heard
A tidal wave curls and disburses

The Snake Corpse cracks the earth
Shatters the sky
Armageddon befalls
All evil obey the Sacred Word
Conquer the heavens
Rebel against the keeper of the herd

Assailing darkness
Exhaling a breath of demise
With torments harsh and inauspicious
An officer of hell summons a curse
Clogging the heart with terror and fright
Relentless slaughtering spurts upon the eye
Offering plight as sacrifice

The azure oceans dried
Flooded with blood
Reflecting the sinister moon in the abyss

Scepter in hand
Ordaining every entity in the sky
The heavens shatter and fall
Kneeling to worship the Beast of ten horns and seven heads
For mercy they beg

Conquering the holy land
Treading upon its holy lambs
Desecrating the Father the Son and the Holy Entity
Pulverizing the hypocritical Trinity
Flags of the netherworld rise once again
The Arbitrator descends
In structuration of a whole new Creation

Original sins destroy holy prayer

Here is wisdom. Let him who has understanding calculate the number
of the beast, for it is the number of a man: His number is 666.

The tree of life dry and decay
The fruit of duality awakens the mind

Eden sacrificed

Interchanging for a thousand centuries
The war between shadow and light shall never cease
On the Day of Judgment
The Evil Adversary suffered the torment of cautery
Bearing the mark of the Beast
Hiding in the land of putrefaction
Waiting for the day of apocalypse

From life He dies
From death He survives
Savoring the flesh and bones of His Majesty
Justifying the name of the Beast
Those who believe in God shall be saved?
Annulling His saving grace
With a Black Sabbath on the seventh day

The Dark Angel chanting a beautiful piece of poetry
An elegy of destruction and apocalypse

From the curse
The Snake Corpse exuviates
Into Evil it incarnates
This universe destroyed
For three thousand centuries
Arbitrated by the Evil Adversary

Enchained souls
Shattered and enslaved
Reinstated from nine lifetimes of death
Upon the throne He reinaugurates