Riding the wings of the unholy wind
To be carried to an eclipsed place of chaos
To be taken far away from holy ground
Away from the falling christ and his father

As nights and days passes, till we turned to dust

Series of simple gestures make me perish
As I said farewell to light an god of desillusions
To follow thee into darkness wich I long for
The source of fire, always burning in my heart

I hereby give you me
To declare war!
I bare no regrets for these actions
I fulfill them with pride, I worship all that is ours
Joining the mach of the even fall
To be at your disposal, the blade when
You release damnation
I fulfill these actions with pride, I worship
All that is ours

Open the gates, greet me welcome
Independence carried me away from lies and hipocricy
The god of sickness and his sickening angels
To reach a new aeon, wich I seek...
As nights and days passes untill I've turned to dust
My soul is thine to cleanse, to form
To shape like thy signs of yours