Last pleasures for those of the apocalypse of hate

Down with the sunrise
To the East, to the West
And into battle to the North
Satan rises from the South

Last pleasures for those of the apocalypse
Last pleasures for those of the apocalypse of hate... FEEL...

Feel the winds breathe with cold death
Burning your souls into the moonlight night

My hunger is that of a thousand wolves
And my soul is searching for death
The darkness grows and the fire glows
I sacrifice to the sky!

With my insanity comes bloodshed
With my insanity comes your death
Your last breath is my sweetest conquest

Blood flows all around
As she moans with incestful howl
The Goddess of unholy ground
The slut in Sodom town

As we fly into the dawn my blood runs cold

Last pleasures for those of the apocalypse
Last pleasures for those of the apocalypse of hate

Death has come. Death as one

Feel the winds of death
Burning your souls into the ground
Hail to the Father
He's taking me down
Burning me down
And he's taking my eyes.