1. The Beginning Of The End

(intro)

2. Unbelievable Storm In Holy Circle

Ruge la tormenta nocturna
Liberando las raices electricas
Que desencadenan la mortal descarga

Diabolic chords acclaim the goat
By the shrieks of the Beast
Hell melts the metal black
Hordes of chaos emerge from the pentagram
With white faces marked with damned scars

Las imagenes sagradas son destruidas
Por los poderes oscuros
Megaliticos tormentos son infringidos

Sobre las costumbres catecumenicas
Estableciendo los dominios no-sacros
Ribeteados de cuero y acero los caballeros paganos
Desatan euforicos su ira ante la masacre sonica

Blaspheming against written hymns
Taking the purified fire that destroys
Religious temples which infect the Earth
Clandestine rituals go on through darkness
The torch of punishment burns
Destroying idols' pictures

3. Iberian Werewolf Warriors

The wind blows in the cold nights of Winter
While the snow falls in distant forest suspended in time
Sacred trees grow up high, where spirits of the damned fauna
Pale full moon that spread your light leading children of the shadows
Those who were banished to the darkness of the night
With the arrival of the foreign cross

Bajo un circulo de sagradas piedras, el hombre anciano pronuncia el nombre de la bestia
las almas de los guerreros dandoles fiereza en la batalla
Espiritu de la gran sombra gris, que hiciste del bosque tu bastion, y de la montana tu reino

Runes decorate our swords and shields, as in days gone by
Your spirit will live in our heart, and your eyes will be our eyes
In a night of revenge
Where blood will be drunk in forbidden rituals
The snow falls tonight in December over our faces
While the full moon leads the Iberian Werewolf Warriors' souls

4. Arrival Of Unholy Knights

Morbosos susurros en la noche...
...invocacion de las almas antiguas

Our swords mutilate his flesh
Our powers destroy their minds
Your blood tinged my face...
The horror screams in the night
Are sweet music to my ears
Darkness in our mother land
Unmercy our fate
We came for revenge
To this rotten fields

Los supervivientes son empalados
Cuerpos sin vida estan ardiendo
Bajo la luna de invierno
El orgullo de los guerreros cobra vida!!

Now our souls travel
To dark land of shadows
To live forever more
In the kingdom of unholy ancient masters of war...
...within the next invocation...

5. The Sky Burns

Abre los ojos bastardo, hijo del dios cristiano,
Clavado en esa cruz, deberas pagar por tus pecados,
donde esta ahora tu falso padre?
El no puede salvarte de tu cruel destino,
Ahora soy yo, el que rija los momentos finales,
De tu miserable, vida...siiii!!!

Weak and unfortunate character called Christ,
Assume that your life has been nothing else that a breat lie,
We are here now to torture you,
And turn your terrible pain into our joy,
I impose this crown on you to appoint you
As weak god!!

Tu cruz se convertira en un simbolo de martirio,
Para que tus seguidores vean, lo que les espera,
Tu, solo has sido, el primero borrego en caer!!
Todos debeis desparecer, de la faz de la madre tierra,
Bastardos inquisidores de una falsa religion
Os quiero ver sangrar, y sufrir hasta morir!!

Fields will be full of execution crosses
In which you'll slowly die without piety
It doesn't mind if you'll implore pardon
Because we won't feel any compassion for you
And your smouts will be music to our ears!!

In your dying bodies
We'll thrust our knives, to make you incisions,
To put into them our hands, and to poke around your dirty entrails,
Making your torment, to be the most cruel
That human mind, would haver ever imagined!!

6. Macabre Suicide

Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego
Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego

A blazing razor opens its way through
My once healthy veins blood marks the end of life
But the beginning of another one
My eyes get blind, I feel his breath, it grows inside
Denial of life I heard the breath of the unborn
While my veins get empty of life

Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego
Tengo la vision, oigo la llamada, tengo el cuchillo, mi tiempo llego

7. Walking With The Deads

It always flies espirit!!
Guiding the soul!
On its kingdom!!

8. Disturbed Conscious Death

An ash grey sky tortures the reflection
Of my image in the cold blade
That soon at falling down is making me dieee!!!!

Dirty ingenuous, your presence wants of the spirit's
Culmination, Dark person, you know that you're different,
But your pain, feeds his hunger!!

El odio fluye, cabalga la dama negra
El sustento es la muerte, el instante
La respuesta al enigma

Al grito de muerte le sigue la guadana
Degollando mi cuello!!!

Parece mi cabeza al hierro sujeta!!

Un cielo cenizo en el charco de sangre
Tiemblo, pero no siento
Mi conciencia aparece cual turbia esperanza

Ahhh!!

He isn't one of us,
Madness is his tragic ending!!!

9. Hate The Opposite

Respeto es una palabra que la necesidad me obligo a olvidar
Un significado sin origen del cual alguien quisiera recordar!!

Ahora muchos enjambres vienen suplicando algo que se negaron
A recordar, ahora es cuando yo me obligo a no sentir piedad!!

I spread and beat my wings!!
In one side, a blizzard is born and it unleashes men's throwes
Will out!!
In the other, it unleashes a storm full of malevolent smiles,
Which unleashes centuries of human frustration!!!

Jahh, jahh, jahh, jahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

The ones from the first side, roam as predator's servants
Impatient by gobbe up empty souls!!
The ones from the always "wrong called" opposite side
Have been able to open their eyes

They now understand the meaning of respect!!
They now can pass to the other side!!
Where reason and madness get together in the same side!!