Lyrics:
Cloaked in a veneer of deathThe defeated's putrescence Drawn in every breathThe third month approachesThe red smoking mirror encroaches Twenty dawns arise!By bone wand baptize Through a decaying faceGaze into a living gods eyesTwenty suns set!Shed the mantle with no lament Your flesh gives us powerOur enemies failure, (their) final regretGodly existence behind decayThe night drinker