Behemoth

Father ov Terror!
Aba ol-Hol
enter the pylon
thru' the galleys ov past
catacombs ov night
into the starry womb
slay, slay!
Asar un-Nefer
we have no fear
our time had come
our will is done
dance, dance!
O Mighty One
in the fields ov Aqert
and spit
upon slaves ov death
War God!
trample all weakness
this is your day ov pride
draw Thy flaming sword