Flaring torches in the night
Light blazing through the trees
A procession in the dark
Under the starless sky

The falling snow covers the trees
No Moon to shine, pitch black sky
Ritual blood on frosty ground
Flaring torches enlighten the spell

The psalms of hatred echoe into the night
Summoning the old terminal spirits

O father curse this world, let me be your torche
Set in flames the firmament, cremate their souls

The falling snow covers the trees
No Moon to shine, pitch black sky
Ritual blood on frosty ground
Flaring torches enlighten the spell