Infernal rain cleanses deceitful visage of our faces Ravished by fury of insanity we last in the gloom of our souls Anxiety comes over the hearts of intimidated children of fire We wait for the spark that fire us with craving for destruction Who your god is Ordering you to creep In front of his symbol The blind lead the blind Open your mind, I'll invide inside And destroy the cult of idolatry Holy pictures, illusive forms of human perfection hope Fetishes created by the hand of abortive ascetics of god-cross The gates of time will open soon, Seal of the light's sons will crack Legions of truth will invide into new world Cults strangled by the cross will arise Circles of fire will ignite In the forgotten divine groves Prepare the world for our coming Open the blind's eyes