Black Stelé - Satan's Host

We scribe in the dark of the night

our Black Stele

The evil rite of the black and the light

We now reveal to you —

We dedicate this song

this day this hour

to the ancient ones —

who gave us this evil power

From a thousand years in the past

to this very day in the present

the Stele shall live on till the end of time

Black Stele

Cross time and space

Black Stele

A silent pact with an ancient race

Thy solemn pact in blood

with the gods of hell

We are warriors of death:

We impale you with our evil spell

No mercy for the week ones

we rejoice in your torturous death

A flaming flesh torn corpse

is all you’ll have left

Black Stele

We shall kill!

Evil Stele

Across the Abyss we fly

protecting the souls

in the hands of Belial

He is the eyes of the night

controlling the evil

that dwells within you

Death in the touch of his hand:

You’ll burn in the flames

as written before

Satan’s Host commands!

This our secret

We now concieve

Black Stele

Englightened by Lucifer

Seeing open wide

the gates of Hell

You are our captive of the night

We are — Warriors Of Satan

With a horrifying burst of flame

Dark Prince, Lord of Fire

We shall rise with an angry vengeance

Conquer we shall this battleground

This is the Law — There is no grace

This is the Law — There is no guilt

This is the Law of unholy hell

This is the Law of 666

Bnag your head for Lucifer

Bang your head against the stage

Bang your head for Lucifer

Do what thou wilt!

Black Stele

We shall kill on through the night

They shall behold a warrior in spikes

Their armies shall be made of: