Ascension Rite Lyrics

Entwined within you, the antidote of your creation
Pure black energies raping the mass

The sigils of fear turning man against man
Void is the sky, darkness descends

Holy hangs the pope of disaster
His will tangled in the spirals of sin
Weakened by the spells of the dreaded four
Waning the hordes of the lamb
Secrating smile of the prophet
Arise from the sordid

Thralls of the unholy
All hail Satan
Naught will remain
Walls of the damned
Wretched unclean spirits
Through halls of perdition
Thralls of the unholy
All hail Satan

At war with the vile peacefulness of the gods
The cacophonous melodies of all angels pulverizing torsos
Spread the legs of divinity

Without silver and gold, the mouth of mankind was shut
Without silver and gold, petrified, lifeless, obsolete