Grow horizon
Darkness fall
I whisper prayer:
"Esence of hate, open the gate!"

Sinfull years
Will come
I whisper prayer:
"Esence of hate, open the gate!"

I'm opening the gate
The great gate of hell
I feel hot breath
Breath of sinners

I see a painfull
Vision of hell
It is dark, dark and real
I hear quiet
Hymns of death
Burning us
Us in fever

"Perfectly chaos, and perfectly darkness under the sign of hell"

Grow horizon
Darkness fall
I whisper prayer:
"Esence of hate, open the gate!"
Fallen angels
In victory
I whisper prayer:
"Esence of hate, open the gate!"

I'm opening the gate
The great gate of hell
I feel hot breath
Breath of sinners

I hear quiet
Hymns of death
Burning us
Us in fever

I see painfull
Mystery of hell
It is a picture of death