From these depths my roots have grown
To the pantheon of gods

'Cause my blood is the blood of an ancient
Wrath, the blood of the true revolution
The true ancient blood

See these unholy red streams descending
The majestic mountains of doom
To flood impious,

Symbols of chaos are blazing again
Showing a new way to follow
Marks of blood engraved on stone
Remember their unholy past

Through the dark centuries
Holding their wrath
Their black witchery
Will spread eternally

[Runes have spoken]
"By blood we b

Il subissait toutes les souffrances éternelles
Accroché a des espoirs lascifs
Absorbé par des desires naîfs et furtífs
Domi par une vie superficielle

Conscient, il vit sa chair se déchírer
Admírant ses ailes bruler
Il suivait le corbeau

Il volait vers le tr

In the dusk he talked to the mystic face of the moon
Promising that he will cover it with blood

[He said]
"See for what I fought so long,
O' coldest moon, now to you I belong"

He slept seven nights in the snow and the deepest breeze
Until his flesh begins to fre

Razors edge outlines the dead
Incisions in my head
Anticipation the stimulation
To kill the exhilaration

Close your eyes, look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself and let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die!
Close your eyes and for