Chalice of chaos, chalice of end Let thy Amards drown the earth Ascend now from the twilight worlds By time and space unbound Ancient Serpent, god of death Sovereign king, redeemer of all Come ye forth and become whole Made visible... the triumphant throne Seven storms of doom Howling, like a thousand wolves From north and south, from west and east Onward for the beast The jaws of Satan wide agape Deformations spawned from rape Blind by malice, forth they burst In death like hunger and unquenchable thirst Lycanthropic grunts malformed Spirits of the God behorned Devours of birth soul and flesh Gathered now to feast ... In doom Seven storms of doom Seven storms of doom Crumbling minds in panic system In the flames of falling stars Behold as Satan manifests When the seven storms collide Seven storms of doom Howling, like a thousand wolves Rise now, for the final feast In the kingdom of the Beast