Chalice of chaos, chalice of end
 Let thy Amards drown the earth
 Ascend now from the twilight worlds
 By time and space unbound

 Ancient Serpent, god of death
 Sovereign king, redeemer of all
 Come ye forth and become whole
 Made visible... the triumphant throne

 Seven storms of doom
 Howling, like a thousand wolves
 From north and south, from west and east
 Onward for the beast

 The jaws of Satan wide agape
 Deformations spawned from rape
 Blind by malice, forth they burst
 In death like hunger and unquenchable thirst

 Lycanthropic grunts malformed
 Spirits of the God behorned
 Devours of birth soul and flesh
 Gathered now to feast
 ... In doom
 Seven storms of doom
 Seven storms of doom

 Crumbling minds in panic system
 In the flames of falling stars
 Behold as Satan manifests
 When the seven storms collide

 Seven storms of doom
 Howling, like a thousand wolves
 Rise now, for the final feast
 In the kingdom of the Beast