Axe in my hand, wounds in my body,
Behind is my hair and battles in front,
But wherever i'll go, metals on my mind.
No worries for the future, let satan guide,
Live in the presence, learn from the past,
Wherever my journey will end, deaths on my mind.
I'm a black death metal warrior of satan and i yearn for the old times of darkness,
When men were all vigorous and barbarious and never to be slaves like today.
Of nature and purity the men grew strong and were able to accomplish their dreams,
Guided by loving gods, ukko and satan they lived strong and wealthy to the end.
I'm a black death metal warrior of earth and i yearn for the ancient times,
When men in their shrines performed black magick rites to gain strenght and feel intensified.
And this way they could be one with the universe and see the worlds beyond.
...to release their bestial desires, to slaughter their enemies to death.
I'm a black death warrior of cosmos, and i yearn for the knowledge and truth,
For the universe has many secrets to unfold, but of which many will not ever know...
But still in the light of the fullmoon's gaze i ponder about the universe, the stars, the galaxies, the endless worlds and how i will one day get there -
For a black death metal warrior is curious and powered by satanic desire,
To always seek for the might and the new and never to feel bored like the slaves.
A black death metal warrior of satan does not have time for vanities, only high priority of death is in his minds and respect for his gods of ancient times.
I'm a black death metal warrior, and i yearn for the ancient times,
When steel decided and might was right and gods were the rulers...
When a man could walk the mountains, the woods, the shores of no-man's land,
And to equip with weapon of his choice and to use it when the time was to hunt or to battle!