Old Rancor - Hacavitz
For pride and honour
Empires on the night
Shall forever stand
Into flesh and stone
Allegiance on doom
Between the night
Evil and Satan
For mourning to the blackest past
And heritage on the dark
We kept
Pest made flesh
Torn into sacrilege
Medium on gods stands
Fervour on the undersea
Heeds into sunlight
Seeks the forms on hate
A thousand never told by men
Deny my name
My heart soul and voice
Renouncing to the heretics at pawn
Revolving the faith on the weak
Sentence to death idolatry
For never we shall laid to rest
Pest
Pest ans splendour revealed
Through thee chaos moons on Albania
Preserving my essence to dark forever
Rancorous ages had grown iniquitous
Unleashed old rancor
Relentless in blackened to be
Fierce torment of hatred
For honour obscure
To the
Fire my soul
Iniquitous perseverance obscure
Riding the deep
Immense devilish hatred
Lights on
Repugnant valour
The origin on the night
Raise my voice so dim so deep
Deep in the nightly haze
Famine breeds vociferating death
Rancor for hate
Doom and destruction
Power on darkness and evil
Stronghold on the past
Ungraceful spirits on the ten och
Sacrifice this impious heart
Ma moth filth the o***m to masses
Cor honor a mi Pasadena
Er Florence mas vie
Durante silos
Persevere
Decedent de la obscurity
