Wyrocznia Vader

The heritage of evil flows like a dark river
Terror comes, terror, the call of Hell
Weird power blows, the demon's day, the death's encounter
Sinister clang, tolling of the devilish bell

Locust!
Locust!
Locust!
I spat death!
I spat death!

To a black crown, to it's blackness and shadows go blast
Roaring, drink! - to witches sippin' hot blood
To satan's flute, ominous cult, to heavy metal
I drank your wine from sour grapes like sin, like sin

When it came!
When it came!
When it came!
They wanted my head!
They wanted my head!
I spat night!!!

That night witches bathed in blood
I heard tortured yell
The sign that the black ace had just come
Lucifer, Lucifer, I saw my face on his card
Necklaces of bones are to my waist