The Final Affliction Of Xafan

A hurricane approaching fantastic and devastating

In the horizon the ultimate thunder proclaiming it's reign

Continual flashes perpetual ligthnings

The arrival of the grandsin, revealed in cloudbursts

The satanic power unmasking the lies of the world

Instauring the kingdom of darkness, the truth of pain…

Amazing gift, lord satan!

In the eye of the typhoon, thunder is unleashing

Diabolical rituals of destruction and dark pleasures

A living nightmare with with a tenebrous nature

Billions of bloody drops falling upon the crushed buildings

Under the gothic ruins, the cadavers of innocents

Sculptures of angels crumbling from the religious monuments

Menacing gargoyles remain upon the cursed cathedrals

These worrying presences applauding the razor winds

In romanesque churches, hundreds of believers praying

For the dissapearance, without succes, of this nocturnal evi

Because the tunnel vaults are burying their desperate plans

Beyond all the basilicas, campaniles, churches and cathedrals

Dominating the flamboyant, the romanesque, and the perpendicular

Announcing the coming of another blackened era

Sustained by the ancient power of Goetia

Penetrating the sacred ornament, and the desecrated churches

It's the ultimate force of the blasphemous prince of evil

And i am the prince des tenebres, illuminated by the power of Xafan!

I am the Vortex

I am the Beast

I am the Disease

I am the bloody Axe

I am the sadistic Sex

I am the dark Abyss

I am the Fear

I am the occult Hex…

And now you are mine...