Desecration of the temple of Jerusalem When our master moves in The image of the beast is placed Abomination of desolation... "And for the overspreading
Of the shadow lord Came forth two mighty wings Fashioned like a bat's, Agitating them... A majestic wind Made its way out from him All froze before those winds
From times of ancient glory We summon the spirit of our ancestors Breed of the darkest kind Raised by the fury of the ancient ones From those ancient
ras In de naam van Xul, bron van koude haat De legionen zullen wederkeren In de naam van Xul, bron van oneindige haat Het mensen ras zal sterben Koude haat
Cold sharpened blade cuts my skin Pure blood flows under the full moon light My last sacrifice on earth... Carried by the winds of funeral The ravens
It lay hidden for ages Covered with dust of old The veil is taken away And it can clearly be seen Revelation... The spirit of god is dead! Seven churches
I see black clouds devour the sun No place for the light In this powerful realm to come This dawn will once more show our might All our hearts are filled
funeral winds cry for revenge The ancient ones scourge the earth The end of all life Winds of fury, winds of old Raging terror lies within Winds of truth
On moonless nights we rise From tombs of ancient death Old souls of magic Spirits of forgotten knowledge Warlords of the old world (and) The abyssic
