Bowing before the black inverted cross
A great mighty vision is granted to me
As i say the prayer of the black mass
As clear as a crystal it comes to me:
The throne of hell
Dark, evil and fell
The throne of hell
In my master's domain
The armies of darkness are behind me
Flaming banners of the dark eternity
For those of the light to see
Even at that sight they shall flee
And the heaven shall be rent asunder
And the earth will tremble
And mountains will be levelled
And there shall be thunder and hailstorm
When we march for the throne of hell
When we rise in vegeance
When we march for the throne of hell
The darkness will prevail