Blessed by Satan's dark sword
In an age of wars age of plagues
in front the pentagram the bleeds
We're blessed by Satan's dark sword
When we march, legions march with us
through the hateful fog
Entering the shadows
where hundreds of heads are displayed
in demoniac spears
Through battle fields
and forgotten woods
Praising under Belial's wings
Oh, magnificent ruler of world
swallow our enemies with hate
black blood
and reveal your angriness through your sword

Blessed by Satan's dark sword
in age of vengeance and pride
on, infamous Pazuzu, bring the storm.
so the prophecy will be fulfilled