Into the Infernal Regions of the Ancient Cult

Rituals in the night under black moon skies. I will open gates of unknown time. I will breathe my fire towards the cosmic eye. In the crypt shadows sounds of black arise Immortality I seek. Winds of death, thrones of black Call the ones as I chant Fa

Rise...pagan ones Rise...satans sons Rise...shields and swords Rise...sounds of war Destroy realms of light Burning heavens throne Reigning ancient ways New world here to stay Satan lives, satan lives, Satan lives, satan lives. Rise...red eyed beast

Christian warriors in the fields defending white light realms of god. Raising flags of war up high, blood and flesh we shed with might. Crushing, killing on command, these are weapons from the black. Ancient war cult of holy lands surging into lands

Storms of fire Bring my master Winds of evil Bring my master Summoning the ancients of doom Calling from the shadows of dawn Standing on the altar of stone Raising satans legion up high Gathered in the ancient woodlands Celebrating seeds of all sin T

Sing the song of the seven winds as I spit the dragons fire. I summon deities of hate through unholy magic spells. Surging unto the cosmic realms in the search of ancient moan. From the chasms of asmodeus storms of chaos shall unleash. Chanting under