Текст песни The Occult - Шабаш

Power of fathers
It was given to us from heaven.
Seven sins,
And sulfur smell
On squares.
And not run anyone
Tell the smell
Flocks of racing pieces.

Knock hammers
That "Hammer witch", my son.
And there was a word, and the word can kill.
The one who will come to us at the call will be saved.
In the darkness of the night, so as to dance from the fire.

Under the brightest star.
In the darkness of your ideas.
The flame is caught up to heaven
Lena from people.
Oh, God's righteous anger,
Single strength of three:
Gordney, Altitude
And a srade of those bonfires.

Cross, here he is a cross.
Here is goldo and silver.
And honest court
Write the neck in the loop.

Who is here king
And who is the Crested Jester.
We do not care -
Fire will give you all.

And we will rise to the throne on the black grief
And the crowds of people will suffer to us.
I will evoke holy water in wine.
And the smooth bread will be the flesh of it.

My voice sounds,
Fly to me!
Seven pipes will be erected
About my kingdom.
No sense to hide
Masks fall NIC.
Only sample demons
Under the holiness of persons.

My voice sounds!
Come to me!

All, Mrazi and Prince,
Come to me!
I urge you
Under the sign of seven!