Wrath of the Antichrist Horde - Lord Belial

Humans screech in sorrowfilled pain

The last breath of the dying humanity

Angels speak their comfort in vain

Heavenly sedated by the lies of christianity

The earth shall be as black as Our souls

Winds and spirits whisper Our name with fear

From underneath We gather strength

And attack… with wrath!

From within, north and south- from east and west

We summon the opposites of angels and heaven

To destroy all ideas of biblical faith

-Never to be ruled by hypocrites

-Never to serve under god

Feel the wrath of the antichrist horde

Feel its hatred, its power and might

We see fragments of lost days, of old ways

And witches burnt in the holy flames

It increase Our infernal hate

So that We can succeed

By the death and suffering

Of seraphs We feed

(Lead: Fredrik)

Feel the wrath of the antichrist horde

Feel its hatred, its power and might

Feel the wrath of the antichrist horde

Feel its hatred, its power and might

Spoken words will turn into a void of silence

Only cries and sounds of battle can be heard

Children smiling will turn into a pile of flesh

An image of despair and pain shall remain alone in silence!