Come winds of force, brandish your scepter Slash through the cobwebs of time Blow the dust away From the tombs and from the shrine Like riots that stir in the heart of men Such must be the work of our kin Peaceless, restless, ceaseless Destruction! Of all that tie us down Whatever blocks the path Riotous procession from the abyss Predatory pilgrim fiends Stalwart leather rebels stamp Triumphant Satanist march Subterranean outbreak, upheaval of submission And their inevitable fall Black rattle the banner Against the heavens of the heart Where demons soar And thunder roars At Satan's call Furor Diabolicus Eruption's Ascension Furor Diabolicus Wrath of the Gods No escape and yet you fly A will to live that soon will die Furor Diabolicus Madness of the Abyss Furor Diabolicus Breathing Chasm Depths Wild and fierce, the storm is coming No time for when and how Did you think it would wait forever? The time is now Come winds of force, brandish your scepter Slash through the cobwebs of time Blow the dust away From the tombs and from the shrines Like riots that stir in the heart of men Such must be the work of our kin Peaceless, restless, ceaseless Furor Diabolicus