Under The Will Of The Lord

Cold life's memorial as a gleam of the torch hidden in
The night
A breath of the past so distant and so unreal
An illusion of the other side

A soul condemned to haunt a frozen burial ground
Nothing but ashes remained in the soil of the worm-eaten
Coffins

The spirit doomed to wander
In unquieting uncertainity
His temple of life decomposed
Vast wastelands welcome his death
Death! Death!

A mirage - the flash of the blade that opened
The entrance to the worlds below
Last vision - the circle in blood
Under the will of the lord...

Into the formless abyss
Where abnomination is enthroned
Where primordial majesty dwells
In the chamber of no light

From the crucible of the existence
Into the darkest emptiness!

A mirage - the flash of the blade that opened
The entrance to the worlds below
Last vision - the circle in blood
Under the will of the lord...

Summoning infernal storms of fire
Immolation to become the key
Enlightened by the seven stars
The spirit's born again
From the chaos unbound

From the house of disgust
Into the sphere of dust!

Howling funeral orations
The sweet reek of the corpse
The spirit returns to its graveyard
Demonic fury unchained
A plague among the living
Immence hunger for blood
Gloriuos victory of death

There is no sight raised up to the sky
Only death quenching the rays of all hope