When Hell Calls Your Name there's No Way Back and the Burning slaves and the Burning holy will be seen from afar as the New Risen Throne (Star) and when
so eerie Through flames of hell, infernal You travelled to be part of legions of Perkele Lucifer, rise your lantern lead me through the darkness Belial
sail to rape any ethnic culture they can plug a mike to. The imperialists rub their hands in glee As the slave-boy hunts out butt-ends in the garbage
tales of death As infinity unites, with kaos we remain For centuries of dark shall crack open the moonlight sky This mournful sound as darkness falls
own truth - Behind the blinding lights And beyond... Cursed be thy name - Your kingdom of slaves Blessed be those who rise up - Against God The fallen angels - The burning
away to realms of dead Absurd resistance, I feel, Darkness takes my soul I'm only, after all, the slave of hell Raise from this grave Is fear in your
their side Iron dreams of human jackals and our final fate is cast To slave in endless fire as you cringe before the lash Blinded by the darkness, as
feet deep for the misdemeanor Offender, the back bender, corny nigga, the bullshit trip ender Never perpetratin', so ain't no lurkin' in the dark I'
when you know you're wack. In a studio settin of a reverands track. Boy ! rah gets busy, my shit be way slaver. Curder rapper ernest like the one slave
In the dark of night And in the burning light of day It's a bloody fight And you can't walk away There's no rest in sight And I struggle just to slave
shadow of my dark consort Shalt extend himself Across the face of the world And hell will come with him Part of the garden, her dark Eden Fed blood
of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm (Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) Bringing slaves
flood the cosmos with sublime hate As you're crawling out of th genesis slime From the darkness of chaos I rise to steal your souls From the darkness
in banishing this creature to the dark Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your mark Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning hell
dark Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your mark Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning hell A steady heart must seal
on frozen blood Out to kill in wrath Sent from hell as the creature of the night The light I must not see Twisted and burned I'm a slave to black art
An angel of exile Slave to the betrayed Beware of those who collect feathers Fury of a mob raised by the horns of indecency Crawling as knives are lain