The Gruesome Song Of Majestic Vampiric Blood
Satan... My master
Evil... Darkness
My funeral hymn be your glorification
My flesh be your weapon to crush them
Crimes we shall commit are made right
With the dark blessing of our master
To butcher the weak flock of "god"
In the name of our black triumph
Satan... My lord
Evil... Mysteries
My murders be your monument
My torments be your eternal flame
Forever in hate and eternal sadness
Seeking joy in the false "human" despair
Waiting in the silence and darkness
To walk the ruins when all weak is dead....
