作曲 : Horror Of Pestilence
作词 : Horror Of Pestilence
I’m calling upon thee,
the one who sleep beneath, hear me~ the soul of old one, rise up~ the titan of the death.
Fearless, fierce, razed. huanting, killing, dominating.
I’m calling upon thee,
the one who sleep beneath, hear me~ the soul of old one, rise up~ the titan of the death.

The fusion of dimension ignites fearless, fierce, rising fire, resound in bleeding skies, chaos.
I’m calling upon thee,
the devil who live in the dream, hear me~ the king of pestilence, the titan of the death.
Kiss by the death of black, ascending from the ancient blood, beyond and above,

no weapon would harm us,
erase the human life.