Brimstone in the Air -

Rites, blasphemy and magic foretell the rise of the dead

Sacrifice, darkness and blood call the power of hell

The moon, the fog and the spells feed the demons on fire

My soul, my life and my will open the gates to the horny lord

Blood is spilled on the altar.

Rituals in circles of salt

The air is heavy as iron;

the smell has corrupted your mind

Shadows, phantoms and witches dance around the flames

Howls, screams and voices;

the atmosphere becomes too wicked

Lightning, earthquake and rain;

the devil is walking the earth

Fire, outbreaks and death;

the Lucifer’s onslaught strikes the sky

Blood is spilled on the altar.

Rituals in circles of salt

The air is heavy as iron;

the smell has corrupted your mind

Wrapped in blood, I rise my hands to his symbol

Singing for Satan;

the master of Hades and Death

Lost in a dream of vanity, pleasures and lust

Drunk in smoke because brimstone is in the air