Alba s touto skladbou:
Hellsworn,
What kind of fucking god is yours
Mine stands on cloven hoof and breaths fire
He is a behemoth among the monsters
A chosen one not Christ the liar
Vainglorious we receive affirmation
The forlorn pious begin to bend
We dominate the religious nations
And unveil the means to an end
The dawn of new millennia
A conceited age it greets the sun
From whence it came so begins the myth
Minions bare witness and bow to the monolith
The hazy moon falls upon the black obelisk
Hail the King of Hell and bow to the monolith
Altruistic religions but all are myths
Denomination of evil... All hail the king of hell
What kind of fucking god is yours
Mine stands on cloven hoof and breaths fire
He is a behemoth among the monsters
A chosen one not Christ the liar
The dawn of new millennia
A conceited age it greets the sun
From whence it came so begins the myth
Minions bare witness and bow to the monolith
The hazy moon falls upon the black obelisk
Hail the King of Hell and bow to the monolith
