Night's Black Angel

With one word; stirring the soils of fatal reunion
 The curse lord atones to the shadows of the dead
 Flowing from the tomb of the boundless sea
 Rivers of blood towards the waters of death
 He shall walk triumphant between the dying worlds
 And swell with pride within their open graves
 The darkness conceals him within a robe of storms
 Night's black angels, lay waste to the stars!
 Bloodlines are poisoned as olahm ha-qliphoth is stirred
 Forth from the catacombs of mystery and darkness, he hath come
 The ageless lord of all fevers, plague and destructive winds
 Out holy spirit born from a mass grave of angels...
 Hark! His herald devils sing again
 For the return of the first damned of satanic blood
 The first of the reapers, made slave to the ain
 And cast forth from the abyss; a refulgent blaze
 The great archfiend crowned beyond earthly veils
 Amidst the midnight flames of the crimson redeemer
 To burst through the coils of the lawless destroyer
 And into the aeon of thorns, forsaking the dawn...
 Ba'al Gehinnom! I am the black heart of ha'elyon
 Ba'al Shaari! Moth! I bear the mark of cain
 Ba'al Titahion! I drink from the veins of yah
 Ba'al Tzelmoth! I devour the eyes of god
 Ba'al Bar Shasketh! I am the beast of wrathful fire
 Ba'al Abaddon! I enter the flame of uncreation
 Ba'al Sheol! I call upon thee;
 Ab Samael-Ama Lilith!
 Awaken the progenitor of ancient death!