Chalice of chaos, chalice of endLet thy Amards drown the
earthAscend now from the twilight worldsBy time and space
unboundAncient Serpent, god of deathSovereign king, redeemer of
allCome ye forth and become wholeMade visible... the triumphant
throneSeven storms of doomHowling, like a thousand wolvesFrom
north and south, from west and eastOnward for the beastThe jaws
of Satan wide agapeDeformations spawned from rapeBlind by
malice, forth they burstIn death like hunger and unquenchable
thirstLycanthropic grunts malformedSpirits of the God
behornedDevours of birth soul and fleshGathered now to feast...
In doomSeven storms of doomSeven storms of doomCrumbling minds
in panic systemIn the flames of falling starsBehold as Satan
manifestsWhen the seven storms collideSeven storms of
doomHowling, like a thousand wolvesRise now, for the final
feastIn the kingdom of the Beast