Žodžiai dainai: Bathory. The Golden Walls Of Heaven.

Silently watching gaze
Across the blackened plains
Two eyes like burning embers
Awaits the moment
For the north star to blaze

Sythanagon winged
Angel rides death's wind
To cloudless sky
And sound a summon call of war
Now burn does the skyline

Soundless wings lacerate the night
Angels of death emerge across the sky
Thorned heads spiky limbs climbs the air up high
Attack of the pearly gates, now wait for the sign

Seen now is his star
Ablaze now risen in
The sign of the One with
A number not a name
Now given is the sign

The golden walls of Heaven

Sound is given now of charge
A voice of war does cry
The cry does sound the signal
And the walls are stormed, now fly

Swords are drawn in soundless night
Above the walls of gold
The winged angels of death descends
A thousand from above
Now Heaven is in its last throe of death

Sacred shrine of life and death
Apharamon's gold key
The raping of holy interior and all concealed
Now masturbated upon is throne of gold

Scattered battered wings
Along the palaces and streets
Trophy of victory attached to spear of the beast
Now spitted at is the scalp of God