Wandering alone, in crypts unknown, unviolate, prayers of doom at my side under the apocryphal sovereign darkening those realms. With pain and war, I've got to desecrate the dreadful dawn. Power and will given by father Satan. By the hammer, they shall die! Die... War... Pain... Desekration... Hail...Hail...Hail...Hail... Desekration ! Desekration !