I was born at dark cursed night
I was born from will of destiny
I was born surrounded hellish fire
I was born with sound of thunder
My heart is black and beats in rythm of hell's bell
In my veins flows the bane of tortured souls
My eyes still watch the sweet agony on the cross
Three sixies are seal only way without return
Welcome to my hell
Where life becomes death
When I die, all flames will gone
When I die, world spit with suplhur
When I die, rot feed the cross
When I die, blood flow in streams
Voice driven by wind defiles all snctities
My hands weave careful image of nothingness
Lost soul dressed in dark aura
Sharp horn sprouts on my forehead
