Decay of my soul

I have died... The shell is broken off.
My soul does not belong to me now.
I breathe an ice cold,
I'm simply a phantom on Earth.

My life on Earth has finished.
Ravens suit a feast in my honour.
Shouts above wasteland resound,
ravens eat up flesh from my bones.

Black clouds run above the dead ground,
the nature mourns over my funeral.
Only ravens know that I am alive,
only they know the truth.

I have died... But I am alive.
In the Hell. For my Lord.
I have risen under His banners.
To battle for the Chasm.

To battle to the very uttermost.
For the Victory of Hell.
For the accession of Chaos.
For the death of all divine!