Flittermice of Eld, unveiled at the plenilune
Fordone by mournful rest, now seeking to be fed again
Rising terrestrial power umbraged by celestial light
That shineth forth from the palace of God
The palace of no return
Flittermice of Eld
They peer into the morrows
They peer the yesteryears, as those are coming back
Beholding the son recrucified
Beholding God's race browbeaten
Beholding the devastation of all morals built by them
Flittermice of Eld, they fly to blaspheme Jehovah
And to build their temple of the damned, on once holy pleasure ground
A fare to raise the flag of Satan, to desseminate the races
To build the Hall Of Battle, and, to live in Eternal Strife
Flittermice came forth from the land beyond the forest
Multifarious winged black creatures slew the Angels up so high
Devastation, Blasphemy, Desecration
Unholy he, who burned the face of God
With the eye of Our Master
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