Wings of Death

I writhe in torment, in adamantine chains and fire

the infernal serpent, from the skies into the dark

against the throne I stood, with chaos I'll return

for I am greater, through the walls I will break

Rise...

Hell...

with mighty wings outspread

rise from the vast abyss

over doleful shades

where peace and rest can never dwell

I raise the three-pronged iron spear into the key

I'll inflame these lands

and enthrone them als the lord of hell

Rise...

Hell...

(2x)

I ride the storm of hell on scorching flames

by fire embraced I'll return

I claim this dark domain and the shadow throne

infernal enlighten gloom

I spread the wings of death and majesty

come triumph, rise cleasing fire

and god shall fear my name

through infernal thunders

tortures turns to horrid arms

in wrath not woe we rise and storm the tower high

march from this den of shame and go to open war

strike without fear, for what is dead can never die

Rise...

Hell...