Texty:
Blodsrit Ocularis Infernum

gravritens fard Likt den gryning ni bedja att ater fa finna sin flard Finna avgudan faste i vart hjarta som annu lar Ty med stalklingad vrede som i blodsrit

All that can be seen Lifeless forms and tragedies Dead trees naked, Leafless in the storming winds of hate When birds fall dead from bleeding skies

To see you bleed To hear you beg for death To sense thy anguish With fear and despair Thou filthy angel That has fallen from the skies I am thy judge

In the poisoned veins of my being Lies infinite wisdom and secrets unveiled Injected, knowledge of the earth consumed Inhaled, the dust of an angel inside