- Burnt Children of Moloch
The king has opened his arms
Damned darkly omens spread
Ancient rites of pagan prosperity
Evil seed claims flesh
Moloch ruler of the burning lake
Master of disgrace
Moloch master of eternal pain
- Caverns of Freezing Torture
Odin has left you
Malignant omens embrace
Fear the will of gods
Dark forces claim your soul
Obscure fog blinds the eyes
Dense ice walls freezing blood
Hela´s gloomy passages
- Gore Vault Dismemberment
When the last beat comes, the eternal journey will begin
No chance to regret, acts will speak for us
The old bearded man awaits for us
In his chamber with stench of death
We’ll be judged by the disgusting gods of retaliation
Taste for rudeness - Bloodbath
- Hydra Dungeon
A stormy and eternal suffering begins
Dozen of devilish heads and hundreds of arms
Guard the dwelling of the damned
Hecatonchires executioners and bringers of pain
Beyond the depths of the hades lies hydra´s dungeon
Deep down the scalding underworld
The undominated wrath of the Tartarus
- Intro - Trail of Horrors
Grotesque visions of the underworld
Obsession for righteousness
The human created stories and places
Where the wrongdoer is punished for his faults
Disgusting and dark landscapes
Twisted images gracing the scene
Unholy deities with a single task
- Path of the Spawn Dogs
Mictlantecuhtli lord of darkness
Ruler of death, giver of life
Reigns from the Mictlan´s throne
Keeper of the original seed
The ash spreader
Ixtupec the broken face
- Plethora of Blood
Ra - eye of the sun
Unleashed the wrath of the gods
Neter'khertet realm of death
Reaching the weighing of the heart
To travel towards Aaru
Duat - kingdom of dead
- Portals to Non-Existence
Leaving the earthly plane
Get rid of all attachments each
In each of the seven portals
The queen and king of death await your dirty soul
A vast underworld
Emptiness and darkness
Reigning on the stage
- Serpents of Wretchedness
After last breath and the last glance
There’s another road to walk through
Feet don’t respond to reason
They are carried away by the call of death
World seems to be the same, though bleaker and haunting
Across the river of hopelessness, the last destination awaits
- The Ascending Chasm
A wicked sickly path
Has been opened towards nothing
Through the mountains and the vacuum
A ghostly breeze evapates your skin
Wretched souls though the sharpest blade
Angra mainyu savage reigns
The ascending chasm