Rise into the elder world  the burning purgatory  deadly cosmic terror  the lowest depths of hell    I signed the book of blood  by will - now that's a fact  marked by the numbers  of predominance  lead me to the path of perfect celebration  I've been reborn in a world of consumption    Arisen in blasphemy  mutilation I need  consume souls eternaly  for my torment they will bleed    Realm of darkthrone  netherworld of doom  cruel horned spirits  everlasting ghouls    Flowen from the depths  dark horned mutations  million tied up souls  infernal slaves of manipulation    Cross the Styx    I call on thee  blind idiot god of chaos  goat with a thousand young  god of perfection    Cross the Styx    Pumping the agony through my veins  as perpetual pleasure it enters my brain  swallow the lunatics of god's creation  their tumors create a sacrificial lust  grime crippled putrescent infants  melted and fused by demonical abcesses  reincarnation of perfection  behind the forbidden sinister gates    Souls drowned in the blood of Oblivion  gradded in the stream of the inflicted abcess  zymotic slime of substracted skin  into damnation tortured infinity