An old cloud like a notion of times gone by The scent of death and decay - preserved In the past's perpetual haze All trees sing rotten hymns The soil is lifeless where evil dwells Let the eternal night encompass any light When shadows mingle with the vapours of the earth When thoughts become manifest and deeds dissolve Azazel roars the tragedies of man The devil raises chaos against the holy plan Satan whispers primordial lies Pandora spawns the Lord of flies Belial thrusts to the sun's demise From the depths a fog will rise Misty spirits, cursed ghosts, all that never dies Forms the ancient fog of evil