Enthrone the Dark Angel

Night without moon, obscure clouds in the sky, whispers from twilight…
Terror so fine!
Ancient omen of a cursed age
Hell is coming on the Earth
Enthrone the dark angel, awaiting his arrival
Born in the cradle of thorns, drink blood and tears
Body without heart, pale faded flower
We pray the horned God, we pray the kings of Hell
«Follow your sign…
A cold moon freezes my heart
A breath of horror…
When I walk the dark path of oblivion
The Lord awaits in its castle of perdition
When I walk the dark path of oblivion.»