The black-winged horde are coming from the dark sky.
Wing strokes are echoing from the hell-gate.
Infernal demon breathes are falling over the mortal world,
As a nightmare; as in forgotten times.
They killed the angels and decayed the innocent dreams,
And brought the malicious from the deepest abyss.
The nightspirit's power found life in my veins.
Death and fear found life in weak fleshes.
They are the black creatures belong to the night.
I stand on the infernal circle
And whispered the secret, forbidden anthem.
I spilled the sacrifice blood
For thy name and summoned the Ancient one.
Hail to thee
Hail to the master of infernal gates.
...the grim eyes of majestic dark sky, servants of darkness.
...unholy throne's black-winged hordes, slaughtered the holy light.
...I shouted my honour to the elder woods, where I wander eternally.
The black-robed witches dancing in the dark woods,
Screams are coming from the haunted depths.
Devilish witchcraft is bringing dead back to life.
Mighty sorcery, damned face of fallen ones.
The nightspirit's power found life in my veins.
Death and fear found life in weak fleshes.
They are the black creatures, dwell where sun can't reach.
I stayed in the circle
And call upon the creatures of night.
The gates opened with the sign of hell
Forever where I dwell.
Show me the sign of sin
And let me join the horde within.
They are the sons of summoned dark, they are the black winds when human feel peace.
Ah.. open thy gates for the servants of darkness...