Until the end of the night and the scars The lepers will fall by my arms With their cold semblance avoiding the pain. Spirits trespassing their blades in the air Like the vision that brought me to there, A confirmation that for me thee waits The seventh portal of immortal desires, Is oppened showing its pyre, With a glance that blinds the sun Bow to me, creatures of flesh, Pray for thee,the ones in... everywhere... He will catch us To fight against you fools Lepers in battle To write the victory rolls With fire blended with thy blood Create the armaggedons goal In this nightmare mask showing her eyes The lychantropist faces his own He will lead us In the battle of gloryfied souls Till the last holly bell make its rings Making shure of what everybody knows With fire blended with thy blood Create the armaggedons goal In this nightmare mask showing her eyes the lychantropist faces his - own "after all this tears, my flesh is running out of fears" The time of battle gone, blended with my soul, mourn what everbody knows, He is comming to me...