Horn of Flies - Hour of Penance

Malevolent spirits outside

Dionysus draws out its knife

Redolent blood of a man- Ascension

Dimension Eyes of the gods are upon us

Don’t be afraid of the reincarnation

Shameful souls — Blow the horn of flies

When these creatures arise

From black holes of an abysmal domain

Let immolation commence

This endless desire could bring entire worlds to their knees

All this makes no sense anymore — Retain this land from Him

Mars, feed the flames with the corpse of sin

Twist this world with the rage of the empire of Rome

Steal and maim for the glory of my misguide

Malevolent spirits outside

Dionysus draws out its knife

Redolent blood of a man — Ascension

Dimensions won’t fall apart anymore

Seek the unhallowed reality

Eyes of the gods are upon us

Don’t be afraid of the reincarnation

Crows below, wings of black and white

Feast on the heart of the East

Chaos rifts from an abysmal domain

Predestination is mine

This endless desire could bring entire worlds to their knees

All this makes no sense anymore — Retain this land from Him