Throne of skulls
Hear the bones cracking
Throne of skulls
Hear the blood spilling
Glory to the gorgeous serpent
I ask of you permission to kill
in your honage
Black candles cries when it's
lighted to Satan.
Glory.
Throne of skulls
Hear the bones cracking
Throne of skulls
Hear the blood spilling
I raise the serpents dagger
and start to stab
I deny the bastard holy spirit
It's the last bones
the throne is built
Idealized on my fury's plenitude
of this I watch mother mary
Being fucked as a whore
the whole night
Glory to Satan
and near a rotten carcass of a defeated angel
the joyful asmodeus one devouring it,
with cruelty refinement
The stink spreads itself, consuming
the earth in a coleric disorder