The Harvest

Frozen in the heart, dead and cold inside
Lustful atrocity crushed all senses
Fire born in the wand to impose my will from above
From storms of boundless chaos my weapons materialized grief and pain
Holocaust heralds the arrival of the dark millennium
Penitence shall be buried by endless reign of terror
Consecrated with blood of my enemies

I summon thee Lord of Decay!
Let the death spells take their breath away!
Oh, Savage Lion arise!
Receive the souls I sacrificed!

Come! Come!
Feast upon their flesh!
Host and the wine of disgrace!
Drink! Drink!
Pus from their wounds!
They shall forever be damned!

Outside the circle He rises - Scavenger of defeated souls
Extinguish emaciated flames of their lives - Grim Eminence of Sorrow
Ethereal spectres consumed
Forever dead foes shall never be reborn
Timid reminiscence of light
Lost in the pits of despair

Behold the almighty Wings of Revenge
For the great day of wrath has opened its jaws

Thousands years of damnation
Nocturnal howl in the land of no return
Trapped in eternal oblivion
Erupting malignancy of destiny
Supreme death spells released
With force of eons as the outburst of my will
Reaping the innocent and pure
Decimating their daughters and sons for eternity!