Bastards of sin
Clawing from within
Breaking through the womb of dawn
As the elder sun rises
Its light warms our flesh
And kindles the flames
Of a dying caress
Unto thy doom
We bleed for stars
That shine ever so bright
To kill or be killed
Is the way of the night
Astaroth
Lord of all death
Bringer of pain
Master of skies
Hear us now, thy servants of sin
Brothers in arms, blood of our kin
In your name
We paint our world crimson
As the elder sun rises
Our hearts are torn apart
And remade anew
Back to the start