Heavy breath, cold cold sweat Running but there is no place to hide The steps get slower, satanic laughter Everywhere you turn
Panic fear and weakness In darkness is nothing to see Only the fire of Hell shine bright To guide the legions of master Saman
-Chorus- When the fire is cold And the newborn child is old When the day is dark and black A violent omen strikes back
Demon lords rise up from Hell Baphomets requiem celebrates your death You violation will be destroyed and you soul Will recieve in the army of death
-Chorus-
When the night is over You wake up from your dream Take a look in the mirror The horror is what you see
Fantasies of evil games with human thoughts Takes men down in a world of darken mights The warning of the saints stay unheard The nightmare of cruelty has begun
