From these depths my roots have grown To the pantheon of gods 'Cause my blood is the blood of an ancient Wrath, the blood of the true revolution The true ancient blood See these unholy red streams descending The majestic mountains of doom To flood impious, those who have drunk the false wine The red throne of the moon will be the Color of our empire, The empire of truth The empire of blood Hail! Hail to this wine! The red wine of truth During centuries, my blood has frozen into The bleeding moon awaiting the red omen My curse will be the curse of the red storm of Hate, into the depths, God will fall 'Cause my blood is the blood of an ancient Wrath, the blood of the true revolution; The true ancient blood