Remains of an Unholy Past

Once again my thoughts-are drifting back in time.

Remembering the times-when the cult was one.

Black metal nowadays-is too much just a game.

But in my heart prevail-the age of black metal reign.

As the shadows rise-echoes from the past.

We are the Satan's legion-devoted to his crimes.

Nothing ever will be the same-returin to the Night.

The curse has not been lifted-its stronger than the passing time.

Black metal is a spell-of misanthropic light.

Burning in my eyes-disciple of the Heinous Path.

In the glare of burning churches-a dedication monument.

Unholy black remains-worshippers of the cult.

Black metal fucking war-satanic possession

To Satan, forever-under the funeral moon.

We are an evil blaze-eternal in the northern sky.

It's the time of Sabbath-return of hell and tyranny.

Remembering the times-murders and the arsons.

The flame is in my heart-the oath and covenant

Darkness of the past-the calling of devotion

Following the freezing moon-into the deepest Night