Yoth Iria - The Red Crown Turns Black

From the desserts of Saturn
And the depths of the abyss
The general of chaos
The devourer of souls

He who mates with the night
He who transforms Amaunet
The ancient Hidden One
Into primordial evil

The chants of the devout
Have opened the Eye
They have aligned the Triangle
And fortified the Circle

Mother of all Evil
Have mercy on our souls
Destroyer of worlds
Baptize us in your blood

Oh, Great Amun
Pro creator of the serpent
Defiler of the Dead
Foul prince of sin

Venom falls like rain
Bile springs from the earth
Lakes of brimstone
Rivers of acid fire

The glory of the profane
Bonds time, space and void
As the tears of the angels
Dissolve into Erebos