Marching with the Accuser

Surrounded by Hordes of demons
I prepare the army for the final battle
At dawn of the new day
Universal judgment is coming…
I’m waiting in front of the abyss
I’m not afraid of the holy light
I’m waiting the war of next centuries
I’m not afraid of those who profess peace
I will march with the accuser
I will die with the accuser
With vehemence
I killed the winged angels
Without fear, we will cut the flesh of fools
We will trample their bodies with contempt
Standing in front of their bodies
I breathe the smell of decomposition
The angel of death was my guide
Long life to Samael!
Samael!
Give me your power
Master!
Death follows his guardian of darkness
Destroyer!
Slay the Archangels in the name of Lucifer
Conqueror!
Gates of paradise are already burnt
When the battle is over
Legion of the abyss will be dominant
«This one is Samael, who takes the soul away from man.»
«Whither goes he now?»
«To fetch the soul of Job the pious»
«O may it be Thy will, my God and the God of my fathers, not to let me fall
into the hand of this angel.»