The sun drops to the Aegean sea

On its rose edge (it) still keeps on, a hint of light

The sword of east that was drowned

In the voracious sea of Ions



A demon of the sea, half human and half fish

The one who rides the dolphin

In the black deep waters the conquerors still hide

The stars standing so high

Confess of an unholy conspiring night



Clamors are heard from the Elysian Fields

The Fields that... Christ (ha!) NEVER crossed!

The blood of the wolf still runs in the storm of your rage

You have returned for the revenge of the Hellenic Blood

You are the wolf, the son of the seashell

Destroy now, the Plague from the east,

The Jewish race



The daybreak comes fearfull:

Lykeios Nekys Ek Tymbon Egeiromenos Osper

Fasma Barbarous Polemious Apoktein Ethelei



I offer a libation of blood to the sea-bathing god

I dance his raging Pirrichion

I hold the heart and soul of an Ancient Spartan!

Sardonic, Hateful, Wolf of Ionia!!!



Soul dispatcher, demoniac, macabre Mortifier

Authentic archetypical terror spreads

Hellenic Blood-Victorious-Immortal

LYKOS TON IONON YIOS!!!