They ride upon infernal dragons, mighty beasts And one of them is carrying a lance and a banner And is chosen under the power of Amaymon "Art thou Asmoday?" "And he giveth the ring of virtues and guardeth the place where treasures lie" And when the clouds get dark and vast Our aspirations penetrate infinity And our voice will be heard and feared As the gloomy sky turns in a carmine dream The other one is carrying a viper And he is a strong and mighty duke "He shalt declare wittingly how the spirits feel" And as the sky turns in a carmine dream The legions of infernal spirits dwell Ruled by the great king of the east As Bael speaks he casts his spell And winter embraces lands beyond "Art thou Asmoday?" Under Amaymon they all dwell And you shall feel their presence When winter embraces lands beyond