Into the Depths
Like a horde we rise from hell
In our hearts the inferno burns
Endless silence remains as we leave
Our unholy realm
Into the depths
Into the depths
Into the depths
Superior black domain
Grinding your bones
Cutting your flesh
Your god is dead
Your god is dead
Necromancy - done by spoiled ones
Sacrifices - strength through blood and death
Bones of victims - trophies of triumph
Demons are hiding in the darkest shades
Like a hordе we rise from hell
In our hеarts the inferno burns
Endless silence remains as we leave
Our unholy realm
Into the depths
Into the depths
Into the depths
Superior black domain
Grinding your bones
Cutting your flesh
Your god is dead
Your god is dead
Lairs nailed on highest crosses
Crimes and murder are in progress
Growing armies through certainty
Telling the truth - called blasphemy
Like a horde we rise from hell
In our hearts the inferno burns
Endless silence remains as we leave
Our unholy realm
Into the depths
Into the depths
Into the depths
Superior black domain
Grinding your bones
Cutting your flesh
Your god is dead
Your god is dead
Where the darkness dwells
Necromancy - done by spoiled ones
Endless silence remains where we reign
The superior black domain