By the light of the moon
And the beings of the night
curse has been laid upon us
To seek and tear celestial gloss to pieces

By the power of death
And the shadow of the reaper
call has been brought upon us [bad word] the infinite fall of heaven

Without the wit or will to end this journey
We continue travelling towards our faith
Harvesting helpless Christian spirits
Raping the sanctity of saints

The heavenly father is streching his hand
Pathetically begging for mercy
We spit and [bad word] on his sacred flesh
As we breathe the breath of the unholy

For with the sign of the pentagram
Hellfire rage is for us [bad word] As we shall wander the pit

Unhallowed by the infernal one
We are forever captured
By the embrace of death