Icons of lust and evil
Worship the primeval cult of flesh
Bestial
Eyes that lurk from the shadows
For they see what no
Blasting the gates to the four defiled streams
Columns of bodies,
Adjutorium nostrum in nomine Satanas
Per Luciferium, per Ignem, per Aquam
Per
I am the creeping chaos, rampant toward every life form
The
Heretic laughters in distorted senses shred the world in thunderous
Let them all come to me, infamous lethargy
Bestowing the black
Satanas!
We serve you
Lord of hell
Satanas, may the four winds spread
Believe my lies...
Scream! Babylon, reaching God falling now to the
Aeons born through the prismatic chaos, the path turns in
Orgiastic murderBlood on the groundA body for an altarShe draws
Blasting the gates to the four defiled streamsColumns of bodies,
We are millenium 666Arkhon InfaustusIs just like cokeTake it, it's
Out of the gutter they rise, the rats follow their
The black procession's inexorable strides into the voidThe dark, endless
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