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...