the black meteor at the drakest hour of night. Take my gifts! Bethor - Demon of proud Jupiter, I kneel to thy black altar-stone. My legions wait to awake
last breath as you choke Polluted air, blackened dust from below Legions of demons take form as we evoke The third of arrivals The bringer of storms
Lord Addu, master of the earth and sky Kakodammu I call to thee hearken and remember Bring forth the mighty storm That this words shall taste your fury
STORMS manufactured to destroy FIRE striking down from the sky WIND sweeping all rocks and trees aside LAVA emerging out of volcanoes QUAKES shake the
A poetic rhythm brought by the storm No grace, no glory - pure pleasure in Pain Two horned master is on the rise Deaths riding in by the storm they are
with lust Release its soul upon the blackest bounds Infernal hordes of hades enraged Fierce beasts ride for decay Destroy the legions of the dethroned
Insulting blasphemous eminent gods Hatred elders of almighty curse Ascending spells casting storms of plague As abyssic cracks of hecatomb breaks forth
, impalement of damned entity Awaken to defile, horrors and secrecies Inner earth chambers dwelled where divine turns accursed Beyond buried gateways, legions
Smashing through the boundaries Storming through the burning fields Stand before the evil one, on towards the molten sun Falling under skies of pain
time to suffer After the tracking come the tortures You'll worship the Devil before you piss away Tremble at the thought of this unholy revenge The legions
the yard On the yard of that temple, they massacred angels of God One hundred warriors of Lucifer, they brought the fire with them And they made storm
circles Diminishin' infamous menaces I'm waitin' to get dicked, if not I'm a start finishin' innocents, lyrics I'm breezin' the region Freezin' G's in your legion
Verse 1] There comes the fire, a thundering light. It is a symbol, a symbol of might For all the sons and daughters of steel. Let's get armed and storm
Bearing false witness now we rise All ye children of the wild Fists like hammers fill the air Vast legions all immortal Smash the stillness everywhere
bleed and burn... ...She killed herself in the fall... I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn With pillor, cold, and a legion of
means war Your weakness makes me sick Eternal struggle, the iron will of life Prayer to the father war Under the sign of hammer of thorn In the storm
Speeding on wind, the fierce holocaust rises Legions of black hold the sky Legions of black hold the sky Armies' formations winged in death's sky Storming
somber sky Caine's sleeping children shall again arise When antediluvians awake from eons of slumber the strongest of us shall fall prey to their hunger countless storms