Beyond the Gates of Realms Lyrics

Lords of the secret gnosis
Seven are your lines
Seven are your phalanges

Guardians of death, veil of the all mysteries
Sigils that leads to the paths
To the kingdom of the dead

To the catacombs and sludge, observe all
To the circles of invocation, manifest themselves
Black and red candles, drinks and sacrifices
Offerings to the darkness counts

Dominators of the four elements
Bearers of the phallus and the mythical semen
Destroyers of lives and forms
Disturbers of the all orders

Listen the damned ones clamoring by their souls
At this vast and desolated desert
When the black hole drains the tears of the fear
When the umbral is your everlasting home