Текст песни Apollyon Mechanicus - Фараон

Strive Hand of Light,
By the way Thoth's son wins.
Contemplating the heart revolts
 Tremble rotten age!
Destroy the face of the infidels,
Lick their death, life, lies.
By the half-open curtain,
By veins turmoil rushed!

And the pain will ignite in you life

 body lifted up dead.
Praise your trip.
Through involuntary time Pharaoh chases shadows.
Give presents water, land,
Rise beneath the earth!
God sits on the vents,
You're his Ra!

And the pain will ignite in you life

 You bredesh again to the light,
Yes, in the blood of their own dogs
 Creating a race of shadows.
Do you hear the call?
The Call of the Gods!
So rise up from the dust,
Raise a horn soldiers
Master a dead Neil!
You bredesh to belly Maat.

And the pain will ignite in you life