ترانه:
Thou Art Lord Orgia Daemonicum

A spiritform of malevolence An anime of fury A vehicle of vengeance A servant of my magic The spirit of my rageunleashed Roaming the freezing nightsky

In the forgotten times of old Beneath the ancient sands of Egypt The dead ere never meant to find The peace and calmness of the grave From corruption

Visions of dark red skies Painted by menstrual blood Filled with desperation Of the loneliness of Satan Pentagrams carved in stone Inspired in the unsound

blood is spilled Thou who art walking amid the Phantoms And in the place of tombs Thou whose thirst is blood And vice is death Thou who dost strike Chill

I can hear him in my head I can feel him near my bed I can see his face In the blood on my hands He has devoured my soul He can see through my world