Dahak (Serpent Arise)

In the desert lands, mountain range cruel and sharp

a throne is taken, a young prince is of age

Ahriman arise, lead the child to greatness

enter a pact with me, your head shall be above the sun

strike down the weakened father, raise yourself as god

begin this transformation, an immortal spirit of darkness

to now a kiss on each shoulder, corpse white flesh

appears

black pits open and from the abyss comes serpents

black and venomous, hungering for the brains of men

transform now into the storm fiend, immortal one

none shall smite you, shake off the human yoke

become something greater, a beast awakened

in the serpent king does he become, our father of old

who made witchcraft the common practice of the land

strike down the righteous, those followers of false light

Arise Azi Dahak, scorpion soul, filled essence of lizards

who fell and was imprisoned in the mountain of Demvard

Whisper to us the way of the sorcerous path

who shall be as Gods, druj and serpent darkness