Jáma Pekel [Master's Hammer cover] [English translation]

The village is burning, alone I travel in the night

I shorten my way through the field, the stretch

Surrounded by smoke, against better judgement,

Although I don't know the meaning, my purpose is clear.

I lose consciousness yet I'm awake

The devil leads me, down there - to Him.

Perhaps I'm already dead and gone from this world

Satan however gives my strength back.

Finally I see the throat of hell

I'm warmly invited into the burning darkness.

I draw nearer to the bodies immaterial,

Iron bars close behind me.

Hell's mouth - a hundred times cursed

Hell's mouth...

Hell's mouth - bathed in blood.

Hell's mouth..

Now I serve the devil, by death and evil

I spread devastation, I am demonic.

In every house a black altar

On every picture, there is my face.

With a frightening laugh I return here

Servants of the devil fall to the ground.

Black is the desire, but colorless is the blood

He who is not the chosen, harvests my wrath.

Vainly they toil, they pray and dream

Not everyone can become a demon.

Possessed with anger they destroy a village,

But vainly they do it, it burns to no avail!

Hell's mouth - a hundred times cursed

Hell's mouth...

Hell's mouth - bathed in blood.

Hell's mouth..

Hell's mouth - a hundred times cursed

Hell's mouth...

Hell's mouth - bathed in blood.

Hell's mouth...

• Artist:Behemoth
• Album:Ezkaton