Walking afraid in dust
Among memories, among ruins
Feeling the cursed moment has come…
Soon, the ancient veils shall fall
And reveal the forgotten truth

An old crypt, bones and skulls lying around
Traces of useless life, of god's defeat…
An evil presence, utter hate
Freeze the blood, still warm of fading life

Deadly silence, but many visions…
Thus spoke the truth
Bow in front of Satan's might

All that was done, but an illusion
Life was doomed before it appeared
For nothing is real, but the everlasting void

Finally, you were right
Spilling blood and spreading fear…
Now you die, but as well know
You were of Satan's kind