The horns point upward
To ascend towards the strength of the divineBringing power into spirit
We are archons from an ancient timeCall on your ancient winds
To awaken the beast from slumber
Call on your ancient winds
The battle rages on against the Hebrew GodSpill the blood of Yahweh
Immolation of a monotheistic cultShine down from the Venus star
Resurrection of the first prototypeHear the drums from the tribe
Hear the drums from the tribe
Hear the drums from the tribe
Hear the drums from the tribe
We swallow the star
We take control of the true lightSmear the blood of the scriptures
That were burned, pre-christianizedStar shine down on sacred lands
To reclaim the origins
That were distortedCall on your ancient winds
To awaken the beast from slumber
Call on your ancient winds
The battle rages on against the Hebrew GodHail, Hail, Hail, Hail
Smear the blood of the Hebrew God
Hail, Hail, Hail, Hail
Hear the drums from the War GodSpill the blood of Yahweh
Immolation of a monotheistic cult
Shine down from the Venus star
Resurrection of the first prototypeHear the drums from the tribe
Hear the drums from the tribe
Hear the drums from the tribe
Hear the drums from the tribe