Spell of Reflection - Belphegor

Abhorrent human race — you are disease

Death, misery and plague — upon the earth

I dance with demons — through the night

As floods and fire — make things right

Spell of reflection

Their bows shall be broken apart

And their swords shall enter their own hearts

Gladis eorum intret in corda ipsorum

Et arcus eorum confringatur

I mirror your hate — vomit your disgust

Put your blade — against my throat

Decapitated — you shall fall

In ashes and dust — your bones will rot.

Eternally.

Spell of reflection

Their bows shall be broken apart

And their swords shall enter their own hearts

Gladis eorum intret in corda ipsorum

Et arcus eorum confringatu

Spell of reflection

Spell of extermination