Woorden:
Rossomahaar Imperium Tenebrarum

Flagellating your pale cold skin, I desire for more Beholding those deep bleeding wounds I wish I could return you back to life To start my feast

Algol, to Thee I sing my song Oh star of Evil and obscene light, Perpetual in your seductive nothingness Grant me thy power, grant me thy all-devouring

Alone and sorrowful, the divine essense crawls Along the dying remains of heavenly kingdom Once adorned and now forlorn, Questioning anything, but

Eternal in my shapeless form I reach the dark domain Soaring above these lands of torture Fragments of eternity disappear as sunlight fades, Rearranging

: Hollow voices surround the space around the cromlech In evil tongues they speak, grim are their aims The storm rages near, ruthless in it's anger