He, the Aethyr - Rotting Christ

In the sleepy night

From a breezy bite

O earth

Your son born

The sky

The tireless shield of mankind

Wake!

under a sun that scatters its shine

And praise the stars from the field of the night

Words full of faith that sound so bright

Scattered in ether but they are surmrised

Teached how to kill your blaze inside

Preached how to leave the fear beside

You infernal soul reveal the wise

How the beauty borns from inside

BORN FROM INSIDE and burn the Angel

SPAWN PROCREATE and kill the menial

Faint the light that comes from the blaze

That crush and raze all of your bowels

BORN FROM INSIDE and burn the Angel

SPAWN PROCREATE and kill the menial

Seed the thorn that bears the flame

That burns inside you and willing to frame

O tireless shield of mankind

The thorn of death so much chars me

That my spark returned to you

And fire the stars that light the way to you