Sons of Hun-Vucub - Noctem

Emaciated creatures, animals of the night

That move and look like us

Abominable orators on the abyss gates

With a semi human degraded being

Hails to the sons of Hun-Vucub born between worms and grime

Immaculate traveller from the far stars

Enjoying the misery of men

His soul is as empty and dark as the night sky

Up to the eternity you’ll roam

I am empty inside, but I carry the hate in the blood

Hails to the sons of Hun-Vucub born between worms and grime

Inhabitants of a larval life that are nourished from death

Meanness offer

Source of infinite might

Carry me with you transforming my human soul

Bless me father of the ancients, beheader of gods

Take me;

consume me in your frantic disease

Ablaze my flesh, I burn plethorically

Bless me once again beheader of gods