Time is lost all around We shall begin the visions so terrible The Dream-like one will come Winds will roar the commands of Hell Out from the seven gates Everything is black and dead Life has turned to fire The Stones of Death are alive The Dream-like one will come There is nothing to fight for Lost in the shadow of Satan Embrace the cold of murder Your soul has changed to abyss Deep vibrations from darkness Await the rise of death inside Sub-terrain rises - Hell begins There is nothing to fight for Lost in the shadow of Satan Embrace the cold of murder Your soul has changed to abyss Embrace the cold of murder Your soul has changed to abyss