Darkness. Winter.
Kingdom of frost
In the land of the freezing moon
In the land of my misanthropy

I look at the face of the night
I cut my veins
And I break the chains of life

I open the gates
To the land of cold flames
To the land of Death
And my life is freezed

The black candle is no longer burning
But yet it shall burn forever
In the land of silent screams
In the land of SATAN!