Ghost of perdition the foul stench one
Mutilated on the cross this bastard son forsaken and lost he finds his way
As we cry for horror this spirit ov Hel focuses his death
Gaze as we cry for horror his sigil releases flame
You stand before his glory the glory of his altar
Unworthy and unscathed this sacrament will reign
You stand before his glory the glory of his altar
As we cry for horror this sprit ov Hel focuses his death gaze
As we cry for horror he is the way
Relinquish
Servents of mine, all the harrow ones
I relinquish your religion now your time has begun
Relinquish
Relinquish
Softly we tremble tonight
The earth is dead inside
Softly we tremble tonight