There is a land of disbelief
A land of which thou must not speak
Where the hand of god could not uphold
The dark omen from down below

As there stood a tree
That grew from the bottom of Hell
Ksar Al-Kufar

There is a dream of lechery
A dream which thou art not to seek
Where the realm of god met its demise
And forever will grow our Might
Join us!

The Zaqqum bestowed us
With calamity and torment
Deemed accursed
We are the Temple of Lust

The Zaqqum has granted us
Unto a fiery doom
Deemed accursed
We are the Jebel of Perdition

Ksar Al-Kufar
The Dregs of Evil

In the name of Satan
The Absolutely Unpure
Who whispers into the hearts of human race

There is no god but Satan
And "we, his Prophets"
Shall you join a Kingdom of Sins and Lust?

Azrail! Ô Striking Disaster!
Israfil! The Devil always wins

In the name of Satan
The Bestower of Hate
Who guides all the inmates of the doom

There is no god but Satan
That is worthy of worship
Shall you pass the door of Dark Knowledge?

Azrail! Ô Declining Days!
Israfil! The Devil Lies in the East

Come seek power by the Lord of Hell's Fire
And by His side we shall never die

Come seek fortune by the Lord of Hell's fire
And by His side we shall never die

Ave! Ingirozoglezim!
Who rise and rose through Aenon's seed
Glory! Let thy reign begin!
With the mysteries behind thy deeds

Dii Mauri

Idols – from the Netherworld
Seven gods in standing stone
Supreme! Let Thy Kingdom soar!
Thus the burning sand shall turn to gold

Divine dedications
Dedications of ember
Embers coated in Blood
So shall it be to scribe Thy Names

Offerings and sacrifice
Sacrifice to the thunder
Thundering sorcery
So shall it be to cast Thy Flames

The stars are dying
Upon the ruins
Of ancient Ghadames

Distortion of time
Frequent, sudden
And unexpected deaths

When the hearts of men
Are poisoned by Sins
And lust for the Devils

Rise of idols
Beast of the Earth
Swords of Dajjal

And the Black Legions
Will come from the East
To rape and raze the world
A massacre, a feast

The Covenant of Death
In a darkened pyre
The end of all days
In forty nights of Fire

Wisdom – Lies below
The great Imedĵasen
Carvings in ancient stone
Coated in gold and lead
Decades upon decades
I sang dedications
Unto highest thoughts
And to the bitter end

Distress
Sorrow
Torment
Numidian Knowledge

Hear me! Glorious King
Beyond Thy grave of gold
Tell me truly my lord
The oath that shall be sworn
Awake! Ye Awake
I pledge Thee my pitiful life
For I shall be a slave
Until the day I die

The city of god is set afire
And the weakest flock weeps in grief
The ruthless man, the survivor
Glory in violence made him king

Woe to the vanquished
Torment and disgrace
Banishing of souls

Slaughter beatifed
Women sold as slaves
Gathering to die

The day won't dawn on those sentenced
And only ashes will carry their names
The lawless men, the compeller
A bestower of life and Death

Vae Victis

To the vanquished, woe!
To the Victor, gold!
To the vanquished, woe!
Mars Triumphans

I'll be born with horns and cloven hooves
A dreadful spawn in a scorching pyre
I'll be the bastard son of serpents and dogs
A prophet of doom, pain and ire

Prophecy
Oblivion
Deviancy
Armageddon

I'll be the death which will kill the world
A nightmarish fate of wrath and greed
I'll be the beast which will speaks in tongues
A prophet of doom, scorn and grief

I shall speak no more
The reckoning draws near
For when your time comes
You shall see and hear

“Une dernière prophétie – Qui scellera votre sort
Arrête ! C'est ici... l'Empire de la Mort"