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