Flittermice of Eld, unveiled at the plenilune Fordone by mournful rest, now seeking to be fed again Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light That shineth forth from the palace of God The palace of no return Flittermice of Eld They peer into the morrows They peer the yesteryears, as those are coming back Beholding the son recrucified Beholding God's race browbeaten Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them Flittermice of Eld, they fly to blaspheme Jehovah And to build their temple of the damned, on once holy pleasure ground A fare to raise the flag of Satan, to desseminate the races To build the Hall Of Battle, and, to live in Eternal Strife Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest Multifarious winged black creatures slew the Angels up so high Devastation, Blasphemy, Desecration Unholy he, who burned the face of God With the eye of Our Master nrub sehcruhc eht tel, doG fo eman eht nI