歌词
Coming for the ancient one
A quest of selfish power, Rotten by human thoughts
Blood and flesh will be present
Satanic terror that observes in the night time
The blood of childrens will dropout
A pregnat woman runs and cry, theres no hope now
The curse will never be consumed
Death be find on the way of Blades And Nails
Black metal must be the law
Inverted crosses and pentagrams in the wall
A holy choirs for lucifer
"Ave sathanas, exaltatum in via"
The heaven will exist no more
With the church burning like the witches do
The pope are dyiong on the floor
Death be find on the way of Blades And Nails