Beneath the shadow of submergence 

We await this call to Armageddon 

To arise in legions of war 

Burn the holy words and carve my blasphemy into angel bone 

faith buried in fire where a cold tomb lies 

This desire in murdering the slaves of Christ 

Sound the horn to winter's plague 

Storm of one hundred years to be forged by tidal waves 

Flesh bound by the rites of demon lords 

Diversity in divine 

Submerged in a countless death of winter 

Encryption of the damned 

haunting curse to celebrate this chaos 

Whispers in rites of blood 

Metal and flesh are joined for spell 

Bathed in flames of the serpent 

Invoked on this day of [bad word] 

Rising legion raised for war 

Confines of chains in heaven's fall 

The dead climb sky preparing this invasion 

This inferno of souls rise from the cold lake of [bad word] 

An embrace of suffering in transcendence 

In birth of the knowledge of evil 

The black heart, in honor of the fallen 

Conquer all that deny 

My screams fill the timeless skies 

torture harsh and beautiful 

Skinless souls placed as markers in possessive praise of [bad word] #39;s firstborn 

Obedience in conjuration of swallowed souls 

Trapped in eternal sleep below this surface 

Courting death at the hands of fools, lost in silence 

Awaken in spoken words of the evoking art 

Burn all remorse upon your cold pale flesh 

Give to me your blood like a sacrament 

Enigmatic force of deception 

This order of the formless 

Born from black decree 

Pestilence, in the form of storms 

To drown the armies of the holy