Electric feeling in the air, the elected winds of wisdom blows
Afar from the grace of god, i open the gates to my subconsious depths
There my dark lusts thrive, fueled by a primal fire

My spirit is eager tonight!
My love for the dark burns bright tonight!

I call upon the, dreaded winds of death!
Now and forever i acknowledge Thee as my Father!
Never I am to walk alongside allahs lowlife race!
The wind is howling through the gate!

Forming a distant cacophony!

Striking fear in the core of herder and sheep
Poisons your offspring with the most potent wine

With an open mind over the five point star!

Shineth in light that the slaves perceive as dark

We children who declared war against creations light before birth
We lust for their end to come, and come it shall

By the filth that stains your wall!
A reflection of what's to come
Without fear we walk in cataclysmic mist