Upon mankind weakness I choose not to follow
 The tragic book of lies don't tempt my soul hollow
 Upon the cross you wear I see your thousand fears
 The churches burn tonight, so cry your searing tears

 Lust for death
 Flesh for the beast, Satanic feast

 On the unholy election I am the chosen one
 I must collect the five triangles
 Of the sharp edged pentagram
 It's our deadly weapon through war and desecration
 Support our gruesome terror and sadistic violence

 Lust for death
 Flesh for the beast, Satanic feast

 I choose to bear this burden
 Upon mankind's funeral

 Oh hear the discord of doom is near
 Riding the damnation march

 When stars hide their fire and the moon is dead
 My soul of dark desire, my time has come for carnage
 Triangles five fulfill me
 Two horns inflames the night
 The devil sears inside me
 I have unlocked the gate of Hell