Sol's Golden Curse

Ethereal dew of they bodies

Singeth of Sol's golden curse

Suncraft disguise of his daughters

Hell of a night in this Earth

No one to ponder his sickle

Birth

Hardening beings with his black craft

Cursed

Raising my glass to this thunder

Witchery, wandering war priest of Earth

Counting my sword to this plunder

Back to back carnage, fiends of horror encircle us first

Snakes unto wolves in my chambers

Abraxas has heard song and verse

Telling the tails incarnate, unearthed

Raising my glass to this thunder

Witchery, wandering war priest of Earth

Counting my sword to this plunder

Back to back carnagе, fiends of horror encircle us first

No onе to ponder his sickle

Earth

Hardening beings with his blackcraft

Cursed