(©Abigor 1994)

Marching through the woods
Our weapons held high
Here is our meeting tonight

Our fire burns higher then ever before
Out master's awaited with pride

We get immortality
We are eternal
We drink the blood
Flowing warm from Christ
So sweet to taste the liquid might
Our satanic unity is done

Ash nazg durbatulūk
Ash nazg gimbatul
Ash nazg thrakatulūk
Agh burzum-ishi krimpatul

Join force Belial
Hypnotic trance
Awaiting the beast
Waiting for the end

Whispering voices telling me
To rape to kill the priest
Floating caused by magic
Never ending hate