Oceans of time we ride
The gods by our side
Slave to our will
The great work is
Universe open gates
Angels of the nine

Angels of the night, we are coming down
Angels of the nine, mother earth
We are coming

Loath, repulsion, disgust

Angels of the night
We are falling down
On tombs and wounds
We are falling

Angels of the night
We are calling
The chosen sons of man
Has returned

Solve at coagula