Wandering alone,
in crypts unknown, unviolate,
prayers of doom at my side
under the apocryphal sovereign
darkening those realms.
With pain and war,
I've got to desecrate
the dreadful dawn.
Power and will
given by father Satan.
By the hammer,
they shall die!
Die...
War...
Pain...
Desekration...
Hail...Hail...Hail...Hail...
Desekration ! Desekration !