In these valleys roams my deceased soul   Like the wolf of night it howls   In memoriam of my sinned past   My lust for desecration grows      Cleansing of an ancient race   Where beauty is in its bestial form   The darkest coffin shall be my throne   Before my lies visions of pain      A dawning age of fear for shapes that are weak   I taste their blood for it's now pure   I'll drown my skin in my enemies' life   I await for the holocaust      My mind transforms - once flesh, now flame   I show no fear for the holocaust