Death unfolds its arms upon the uncleansed souls, blinded by the iridescent death spectrum that vinds the crossroads to Hell, leading them back into the darkness.
Depth of Eath, descend to the realm of shadows. Consumed by the Void, profound in utter blackness, psellbound by the lurking unnamble ones.
Hypnotised souls follow the hissing voices of the twin serpents Satan-Moloch, Sheol! Sands of time sit sedimentary in the hourglass.
Death abides by no time, Grave of Supernals, everlasting torment,

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN