Decline of Worlds

The last night is coming

Come into being o! Immortals

And sing the song of eternity,

Wake the mortals up - it's time.

Prostate yourselves - dead fools

Decaying carrions by life -

Soak your hatred in,

Rub leavings of day from eyes off

It's time - bell of Apocalipse has rung

Songs of immortals soaks fear in.

Bewitched words, the dead's speech,

Whisper of demented, enslaved souls.

Disentered, I'll prayers

Slept in crypts of time.

Regenerate in destruction

Let the worlds hum the song.