On this important night of the year
 I speak again those obscure words
 This thime, there is more rapture
 More assertiveness in my voice

 I step closer to the border
 Approaching the kliphothic deep
 And fortify my prayer
 With full dedication on my lips

 Wth my will [bad word] 
 May the stone move aside
 From the mouth of the tunnel
 And let the venom of our [bad word] free

 Vibrations in the air
 The burning breath of the demon
 O reflection of the chaotic sea
 Follow [bad word] of my chants

 In the temple of the silent curses
 I spread the terror of darkness
 Spitting the venom of our awesome God
 In the face of Creation

 " Veni Belsebuth, per Adonai Sathanas,
 Adonai Lucifer, Adonai Azazel!
 Veni Belsebuth, per Adonai Sathanas,
 Adonai Lucifer, Adonai Azazel!"

 In the temple of the silent curses
 I spread the terror of darkness
 Spitting the venom of our awesome God
 In the face of Creation