The Gates Of Hell

Shadows of the past fade before my eyes, there are evil voices in the air

I sense a presence in the darkness around, pervading every sound and every shadow

The moon is full; the horned messenger that has guarded this world for aeons

Yet now only beckons to those who still bear strength in their hearts

The strength to fight, conquer and kill the ones that have raped this earth

For so many years

I am drawn towards the woods again, where trees whisper of a storm to be awoken

Of powers that were asleep for many years and a glorious past that was forgotten

It is true that many of us had grown ignorant and weak

Whilst the world around was slowly declining

Fools! Unaware of the infernal wrath that waits to be unleashed upon them

They fell to the liars' words and bowed before the cross of the dead one

With my every thought the dark enhances thousandfold

When suddenly I emerge from the shadows into a clearing

A gruesome silence in the light of the moon, the ground breaths pure evil

I know I have reached my destiny in this world

Four others I distinguish, grim and pale faces with empty eyes

Now the pentagram is whole, words are spoken and steal gleams in the dark

The roar of a thousand storms approaches

The earth trembles and the moon turns bloodred

As we cut our flesh in honour of our forgotten Lord's return

Demons start emerging from the abyss, the legions of hell are set free at last

As a vast black shadow leaves the gates now opened wide

Our mortal bodies lie scattered and dead

But we shall be reborn in His fire and our deaths will not have been in vain

For our sacrifice will wrap this world in endless darkness

And tomorrow shall know the blackest dawn

For we have opened the gates of hell, this will be the final holocaust of the human race