Lletres: Dimmu Borgir. Death Cult Armageddon. Progenies of the Great Apocalypse.

The battle raged on and on
Fueled by the venom of hatred for man
Consistently without the eyes to see
For those who revel in sewer equally

We, the prosperity of the future seal
Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind
Born to capture the essence of
The traits of our kind

Zero tolerance must be issued forth
Behind the enemy's line
So it shall be written
And so it shall be done

Zero tolerance must be issued forth
Behind the enemy's line
So it shall be written
And so it shall be done

The battle raged on and on
Fueled by the venom of hatred for man
Consistently, without the eyes to see
For those who revel in sewer equally

We, the prosperity of the future seal
Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind
Born to capture the essence of
The traits of our kind

Discover and conceive the secret wealth
And pass it unto your breed
Becoming your own congregation
Measure the sovereignty of it's invigoration

We, who not deny the animal of our nature
We, who yearn to preserve our liberation
We, who face darkness in our hearts with a solemn fire
We, who aspire to the truth and pursue it's strength

Are we not the undisputed progeny of warfare
Fearing all the mediocrity that they possess?
Should we not hunt the bastards down with our might
Reinforce and claim the throne that is rightfully ours?

Consider the God we could be without the grace
Once and for all
Diminish the sub principle that leaves toxic trace
Once and for all