On the first day of Gehenna 
The shrieking winds shall be silent 
And when a black sun hangs from a somber sky 
Caine's sleeping children shall once again arise 

When antediluvians awake from eons of slumber 
The strongest of us shall fall prey to their hunger 
Countless storms shall quake the earth 
As the world turns icy cold 

On the second day of Gehenna 
Our father shall return 
And unite his wretched kindred 
To the ebon throne of city Enoch 

The vile culprits of diablerie 
Shall meet their deserved fate 
To drink the scarlet tainted from the first-born 
Eating away their breathless bodies 

And there shall be battle 
The next millennium antediluvians rule 
But shall be borne a woman bearing lunar mark 
The only key to our salvattion...