Above the infernal storm of death   I shall unleash upon mankind   You'll see everyone who dies   Slaughtered by time      In the abyss of no return   Where no light burns   Until the last life on earth   A fire shall be awoken!      Our symbols, cold, go insane and distort   Dark flames, like gold, burn the solitude of scorn      Gathering the dark of being   As a last way to escape   Depraved, defaced... Our instinct replaced...      Thousand weapons are in me... again   Head to head to fight this war again   Embracing and ravishing cold death.   Cold death...   Cold breath... of cold death...