From His Blood Lyrics

Born from his blood
Will free sin and soulmasks
Blood will be His heritage
And a key for the elements of Hell
I mysterious creation
That watch with Nights eyes
I'll violate the false order
Despising the fear off the kneeling bodies
The mysteries of the old forest
Covered by cold fog
Released Death
That will beget to the dark Sabbath
With my will I'll cut the mirror
With fractions I'll tear flesh to the bone
Reflections nauseous and writhing I'll fade out
Let the barren humanity burn
Till my fate occur
Burning with the flame of madness
I'll release Death
Which will beget to unpure Sabbath
I go above the clouds
This is my hunt...
Fiery sigils I hold in my hands
This is my hunt...
The Great Trial is coming
This is my hunt...