DESCRIPTION:
Earth is at rest,
The depths of hell disturbs itself for you
To meet you on the day of thy coming
Thou that at the point of the day seemed so bright
You were seen before the dawn
Son of the morning star
The reasons of thy mouth rise in your heart
You measured the kingdom with your pride
But before the immaculated face, thy shame shall de exposed, you’ll wear the shroud covering your abandoned world
We can hear you grinding your teeth
You are dying, devil, and we don't care
Feel Mikhael's band on your back
Suffer terrible scourging from the archangel now
Only pain will be your breath
Far away from the light of day,
Bewitched by absolute darkness,
We invaded hell with God's war
Causing irreparable damage to the shadows of darkness,
Destroying the pentagram in the tomb of those who fell
Abandoned in a cold tombstone with your name written in the book of the dead
We see a dimension far from you
Beyond the dark where you were buried
In the eternal shadow of the ethereal cross
In the ancient kingdom where you have fallen,
Above the highest star,
Far from everything
We ascend to the absolute, millions of years above the heavenly stars,
Worshipping the true eternal bearer of light.