Tyrant of Luminous Darkness - Behexen

Your temple was formed in silence

In a time that man does not know

Slowly rooted in the depths of

The spiritual rocks of this black soil

Slowly desolating

The world of limitations

Eating the poisoning the alliance

Between the man and the creator

Rise.

Tyrant of the luminous darkness!

With all the shadows you are held back with

Release the 11 rivers of poison

Upon the world of white illusions

I praise thee the Dragon of outer darkness

The merciless one, ruler of the black Gods

Strike your sword at the heart of the earth

Cutting open the dimensions to you

Hail Satan-Molok!

Apocalyptic monument of change

Reveal unto us your altar upon which

The world with stars shall be sacrificed