Guardians of the black art, renders of evil 
Marked with the seal of Satan, demonic supremacy 
The stars tremble as we ride within the flaming winds 
With our disciples of demon legions, spreading damnation 
Like a sweeping mantle across the landscapes 
"Through the ages our disciples have always rendered
Homages to us, thus we are of him; lords of the nightrealm" 
We are the sign of the apocalypse, storms of armageddon 
We are the holocaust of the faith of god, executioner of the feeble ones 
We shall turn paradise into furnaces of boiling cauldrons, depths of infernal fires 
Within the great halls of our realm of darkness, secrets hidden 
Beneath the majestic thrones, scripts with spells of possession to invert creation 
A satanic infinity, destruction of heaven's kingdom 
Mournful cries, the fires of hinnom burning once again
Hell eternal, lords of infernal 
Satan grants us the power, the manifestation of demonic spectres... 
....to clasp the night and make it eternal 
We reign the night, thus we are of him 
The nemesis of light, unleash Satan's wrath