On the first day of Gehenna    The shrieking winds shall be silent    And when a black sun hangs from a somber sky    Caine's sleeping children shall once again arise       When antediluvians awake from eons of slumber    The strongest of us shall fall prey to their hunger    Countless storms shall quake the earth    As the world turns icy cold       On the second day of Gehenna    Our father shall return    And unite his wretched kindred    To the ebon throne of city Enoch       The vile culprits of diablerie    Shall meet their deserved fate    To drink the scarlet tainted from the first-born    Eating away their breathless bodies       And there shall be battle    The next millennium antediluvians rule    But shall be borne a woman bearing lunar mark    The only key to our salvattion...