From ancient times we dwelt, among men, beasts and fears
Beyond the astral limb
Looking among the cosmic dead
I know there is no return
After that crimson knife
In the souls of the grave
After the cold Baphomet
The rites has culminated
A thousand demons unleashed
Cover the light of the sky
Drinking from the ancient pain
I know there is no return
After this darkest face
In the souls of the grave
After the cold Baphomet
Astaroth... duke of hell and war
Show me... the path of his disgrace
Timeless, in silence, over death
Running... among the wolves that killed him... in the past
Welcome, black spirits of this night, the unholy alliance is burning
After all, I can´t see you now, your soul is with him now
I remember this awful dream while i see you die